Zhu Yanyi knew that, in truth, Grandpa Yao was gradually introducing her to her network of contacts. But precisely because of this, she felt reluctant. She thought it was improper. If she wanted her to accept these connections, she would. But she had to do it in such a showy way.
"I will persuade Grandpa Yao," she said. She did not want to be treated like an object for others to admire.
"Don't persuade him," Yu Qingyun said, smiling with a look of malicious joy. "Which of us disciples has not been shown off by him? Little Junior Sister, you cannot be the exception. Be good and let our Master show you off."
Zhu Yanyi stared at her. "(⊙o⊙)…" She felt Yu Qingyun’s tone was especially excited. "Senior Brother, does Grandpa Yao know you are so happy about my misfortune?"
Yu Qingyun nodded. "Actually, this is normal. When the Eldest Senior Brother was shown off, only Master watched the fun. When the Second Senior Brother was shown off, Eldest Senior Brother and Master watched together. When I was shown off, Eldest and Second Senior Brothers and Master watched together. And so on. When Fourth Junior Brother was shown off, Master, Eldest, Second, and I watched. When Fifth Junior Brother was shown off, Master, Eldest, Second, I, and Fourth watched. Now, when Little Junior Sister you are shown off, naturally Master and we five brothers watch together. If you want to watch the fun, you must wait until Master decides to take another disciple." Yu Qingyun would never admit he truly wanted to watch the fun.
Zhu Yanyi opened her mouth wide, looking at Yu Qingyun. How could there be such a strange operation? What kind of people were her Master and Senior Brothers? Why did they all seem to hope for chaos?
Zhu Yanli spoke softly from the side. "But, Ani, didn't you say last time that Grandpa Yao said you were his last disciple?"
"Yes," Zhu Yanyi said, looking aggrieved. "So I become the most pitiful one. They can all watch my fun, but who can I watch?"
"Haha." Everyone in the carriage laughed. Even Zhang Haitao, lying down, let out a chuckle. Hearing this, Yu Qingyun’s eyes lit up. He looked at Zhang Haitao. "Young Master Zhang, your voice seems much clearer."
"Yes." Zhang Haitao nodded, opening his mouth to try speaking. "I… am… much… better." His speech was still stiff, but his voice was clearly audible.
Yan Aohan’s eyes also lit up. "The tongue surgery was successful."
Zhu Yanyi bit hard on a large twisted dough stick beside her. "I told you the surgery was successful. You should believe in this little divine doctor's ability."
"Don't be proud," Zhu Yanli gently tapped Zhu Yanyi. "Pride leads to decline."
Zhu Yanyi casually handed half the dough stick to Zhu Yanli. "I am not proud. This is confidence. Besides, the facts are right here. Zhang Haitao’s tongue is already successful."
"Little Junior Sister, you are truly a master of creating miracles," Yu Qingyun said. She had witnessed everything firsthand. If she had not assisted Zhu Yanyi with this surgery, she would not have known that the tongue Zhang Haitao used now was actually a constructed one.
Zhu Yanyi smiled first, then said, "The pronunciation is clear. The flow of speech will become smoother slowly. But since this is not your own tongue, you may not be able to speak fast. Your speech speed will likely be slightly slower than average in the future."
"Being… able… to… speak… is… good." Zhang Haitao smiled, his face full of gratitude. He was not a talkative person by nature, so the speed of speech was never an issue for him.