“You’re right on time. I’m cooking for Mr. Black Cat. Want anything to eat?”
Uncle Mo came out with the little fish and asked when he saw Bai Hao at the kitchen door.
Mr. Black Cat?
Hearing the word “Mr. Black Cat”, Bai Hao’s mouth twitched.
“You do know me, Kiddo. It’s so fragrant!”
The Black Cat hopped onto the dining table and sat in front of the plate. He then picked up the little fish and threw it into its mouth.
At the end, he picked up the beer with both of his hands and gulped down, letting out a satisfied sigh and laughed.
Bai Hao’s mouth twitched again. What did he Uncle Mo just now? Kiddo? Did I hear wrong?!
Bai Hao touched his forehead and felt that he might have been hallucinating. Otherwise, how could he hear such an absurd adressing?
Uncle Mo was a thousand years old demon, yet the Black Cat just called him “Kiddo’?!
Bai Hao was stunned, looking at the Black Cat and asked “You can’t be older than Uncle Mo!”
The Black Cat took a few more sips of beer, smacked his mouth and looked at Bai Hao. “With the age of all your family members added, mine would be bigger. So tell me now, me and Uncle Mo, who’s older?”
“You must be kidding. There are dozens of servants and subordinates in this family. Yours only is bigger than ours together?”
Bai Hao thought the Black Cat was bragging, so he didn’t take it seriously but took out a bottle of water and sat down at the dining table.
“Shallow.”
The Black Cat rolled his eyes toward Bai Hao.
Bai Hao smiled kindly, well. yeah, a smile that meant to crush the Black Cat.
Just as he wanted to kill the Black Cat, the Black Cat explained, “Cat-devils are different from you demons. It takes tens and thousands of years before they could talk. I am old and I don’t know when I began to talk. So, your ages together will be way smaller than mine.”
The Black Cat’s words were very vicissitudes and it was hard to pretend.
Bai Hao was slightly stunned. Although he heard that envoy spirits of Yin Yang Masters are all devils, he did not expect they could live for such a long time.
Even for demons, it would be hard to live for a thousand year. Demons like Uncle Mo were rare.
“Bai Hao, Bai Hao.”
The Magic fish suddenly rushed into the dining hall, panicking.
“What’s wrong?”
Bai Hao turned to look at the magic fish swimming in.
“There’s a lost child at the gate of our home. Can I eat him?”
He stared at Bai Hao with bright eyes, drooling.
“Definitely not!”
Bai Hao scolded him and quickly got up to check.
“Oh!”
Magic fish pouted in disappointment, as if he was saying “I’d secretly eat him up if I knew this would happen.”
“No, wait. Bai Hao, you want eat him yourself?”
Magic fish immediately followed.
“Who wants to eat a child?! What’s your problem?
Bai Hao was speechless at the magic fish beside him.
“He looks yummy! You really don’t want him? What a pity!”
As the magic fish said this, he started to drool again.
Bai Hao ignored the nonsense of magic fish. He opened the door and looked down. There was a boy standing outside, about seven or eight years old, very good looking and cool.
Seeing Bai Hao, Bai Haotian was obviously shocked, followed by the curved corner of his mouth.
“Here he is. Mo Xiaofan is really something! He could find my mother with just one clue.”
Why did it seem like he was smiling at me?
“Well, kid, are you lost? Where’s your parents? ”
Bai Hao asked and looked at Bai Haotian blankly.
For some reason, Bai Haotian gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity.