"Huh? What's going on?" Chen Ye was taken aback.
He saw Zhiwei tiptoeing with a measuring tape in hand, seriously... starting to measure his figure.
"Senior Sister, what are you doing?" Qing Jun, who was nearby, curiously came over, completely ignoring the master's reward.
Zhiwei's face turned even redder at her question. She hid the tape behind her back and stammered, "I... I want to see... if the master has grown up."
"Pfft..." Chen Ye almost coughed up old blood.
Qing Jun was laughing so hard she bent over: "Shame on you! Senior Sister is blushing! It's the master who should see if we've grown up! The master is so old, how could he still grow taller? Yes! The master is an old man! So old that nobody wants him!"
"I... I didn't!" Zhiwei stomped her foot in embarrassment and anger, yet she insisted on carefully measuring Chen Ye's figure.
The young girl, initially amused, gradually sensed something amiss.
She...
