Old monk: "..."

But, why do the cranes in the sky eat earthworms...

Other monks: "..."

Isn't this crane in the sky too particular?

For a time, the fairy aura floating around the bodies of 2, 3, 4 and 5 Hong was shattered layer by layer.

The sugar baby looked at the big and small monks as if they had been struck by lightning, with an apologetic look on his face.

"Masters, these cranes were fed by me, not by the immortals in the sky."

Monks, big and small: "..."

All three views are shattered.

"Hahaha... little princess, the end of this month is my mother's 70th birthday. I would like to ask the little princess if I can bring these cranes... that, hehe..."

"Little princess, next month is my father's birthday. I wonder if little princess can bring these cranes... well, hehe..."

"Little Princess, next month..."

All the civil and military officials rushed towards the sugar baby, cheering.

Sugar baby: "..."
Chapter completed!