Rabbit Must Die-Chapter 661 - 260 Who is fooling who?_1

Wuliang Patriarch, having been snubbed, finally quieted down.

At the same time, Qin Shou stepped into the carriage, and the moment he did, he saw a man with a handsome face, fair skin, and eyes like cold stars sitting straight ahead. The man’s eyes, full of curiosity and a hint of chilliness, stared intently at him.

"How may I address you?" asked Zhao Yuhuang.

Qin Shou replied subconsciously, "Qin Shou."

"How dare you insult the Saint Heir?!" a maid at the side rebuked angrily.

Zhao Yuhuang’s expression also turned sour.

Qin Shou glanced at the maid and said, "Long on hair, short on wit, I am called Qin Shou, ’Qin’ from Qinling Mountain and ’Shou’ as in longevity. Any problem with that?"

The maid, upon hearing this, froze in place. The slender jade finger, which she had pointed at Qin Shou’s nose, was suddenly neither retractable nor steady.

It was then that Zhao Yuhuang said, "Aren’t you going to apologize?"

With her pearly teeth biting her thin lips, the maid reluctantly said, "I’m sorry, I was rash."

Qin Shou said, "As long as you recognize your rashness, that’s fine. Go take a seat."

The maid, stomping her feet in frustration, went to sit down at the side.

Zhao Yuhuang pointed to a seat, and before he could speak, he noticed that the rabbit nonchalantly took his seat next to him, as if he were one of their own. The rabbit’s little paws even patted his back, seemingly wanting to throw an arm around his shoulders, but eventually gave up due to the size mismatch.

Zhao Yuhuang’s forehead was streaked with black lines, and he thought to himself, "The Ying Family is indeed a disgrace to the Phoenix Clan, to have the exalted holy maiden be friends with such a tasteless creature, disgraceful!"

Aloud, however, Zhao Yuhuang said something else, "I am the Saint Heir of the Phoenix Clan, Zhao Yuhuang. Since you know Ying Lin, you may call me by my familiar name."

Upon hearing this, the maid became anxious. The status of the Saint Heir in the Phoenix Clan was very high, tantamount to sitting on an equal footing with the elders. Especially the title ’Saint Heir’ carried extreme prestige.

It was a position where even the elders would not dare to casually call him by his name, only ’Saint Heir’.

Now that the Saint Heir was allowing someone to call him by his name, especially allowing a rogue rabbit to do so, she felt it was an insult to the title itself.

Zhao Yuhuang himself was merely being polite, a courtesy. In his life, all the people he had interacted with were from the Phoenix Clan, who naturally revered him. So when he said this, no one dared to call him by his name, which also gained him a lot of favor. Thus, he subconsciously brought out the etiquette of the Phoenix Clan.

However...

Upon hearing this, the rabbit instantly said cheerfully, "No problem, Zhao Yuhuang, right? That’s a bit awkward to say. How about this, I’m older than you, so I’ll just call you Little Zhao.

Little Zhao, let me tell you, my relationship with Ying Lin is as solid as iron! Huh? Why has your face turned dark? Are you sick?"

Zhao Yuhuang’s face went from black to white upon hearing this. He struggled to squeeze out a smile and said, "You... just call me by my name."

Clearly, he had realized that the rabbit’s skin was as thick as could be, shameless enough to not only proceed with the address but also to give him a nickname! Such shamelessness was beyond his imagination; how could the revered Phoenix Clan’s holy maiden ever get involved with him! Even a fringe member of the Phoenix Clan should have some standards. No wonder the Ying Family was looked down upon, truly lowly.

Zhao Yuhuang held back his anger and forced out a few words with emphasis from his throat, "Just call me by my name."

"At a rough estimate, I’d say I’m a few million years old, so you see, it’s not that I’m boasting, but I really am older than you. However, you don’t need to call me Uncle; Brother will do just fine," the Rabbit was muttering and talking over Zhao Yuhuang’s words.

After finishing, the Rabbit turned around and asked, "Little Zhao, what were you saying just now?"

Zhao Yuhuang: "..."

"Alright then, how did you come to know Ying Lin? Can you tell me about it?" Zhao Yuhuang took a deep breath, squeezed out a hint of a smile, and asked.

Qin Shou looked up at Zhao Yuhuang, a flicker of confusion passing deep in his eyes, then had a sudden realization and burst into a radiant smile, saying, "That’s a long story. When I first saw Ying Lin, she was soaring through the flames... At that time, someone told me she was a peerless genius."

Upon hearing this, the Little Maid couldn’t help but say, "Peerless genius? Hmph... What kind of genius could the Ying Family have? Our Saint Heir is the true genius here! He’s already reached the Golden Immortal level!"

Zhao Yuhuang gave the Little Maid a sharp glance, and she immediately closed her mouth.

Zhao Yuhuang, looking at the astonished Qin Shou, smiled and said, "There’s competition even within our Phoenix Clan. She is the holy maiden and I am the Saint Heir; naturally, those below us have their own ideas about who’s superior. Nevertheless, as for me... it doesn’t really matter... Fellow Daoist, please continue."

Qin Shou hummed in agreement, then continued, "That was over three hundred years ago. She was almost stepping into the level of a Great Golden Immortal back then. Oh, that year during the Heavenly Court’s Ullambana Festival, she even went. The Jade Emperor personally received her, the spectacle, tsk tsk..."

Hearing these words, Zhao Yuhuang’s face grew increasingly ugly, his hands subconsciously grasping at his leg, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, are you saying then that our Phoenix Clan here holds quite an influence in the Heavenly Court?"

Qin Shou countered, "You didn’t know?"

Zhao Yuhuang narrowed his eyes, smiled and said, "Of course not, I’ve been in seclusion for all these years. When I came out, I heard the Phoenix Clan had split in two, one faction joining the Heavenly Court and the other retreating to the Phoenix Nest. Despite the split, blood is thicker than water, and deep down we all still care for each other."

Qin Shou made a noncommittal noise, thinking to himself, "Yeah, right! As if I don’t know about your little squabbles! Think you can fool me? Pfft!"

However, Qin Shou said aloud, "Oh, is that so? Well then, I’ll have to have a good talk with you."

Zhao Yuhuang said, "I would like to hear more."

Then Qin Shou clammed up, sat down, resting his hands on his belly, and looked at Zhao Yuhuang sidelong, motionless.

The Little Maid frowned and asked, "Well, are you going to talk?"

Qin Shou patted his belly, which started rumbling, and said, "I’m hungry. I don’t have the energy to talk."

Zhao Yuhuang, Little Maid: "..."

Before long, platters of a great feast were laid out on the table, and Qin Shou, with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, was thoroughly enjoying himself.

The Little Maid urged, "Rabbit, stop focusing on eating and get on with it."

While eating, Qin Shou mumbled, "What was I talking about?"

Little Maid: "..."

Slapping the table, Qin Shou exclaimed, "I remember now! I’ll tell you this: in Heaven, the Phoenix Clan ranks second to one, above tens of thousands! The Heavenly Court never interferes with them. They have their own laws on Phoenix Mountain and live in carefree ease."

Zhao Yuhuang frowned deeply and said, "Impossible, isn’t it? The most powerful of the Ying Family is the Clan Leader Ying Gao; he should be a Great Golden Immortal. But there are Emperor level and Overlord level above Great Golden Immortals. They can’t possibly be considered a top force, can they?"