Qiao Mu's expression was stoic as she stated icily, "You did, you talked about the punishment area just now."
Qiuqiu, who had run his mouth off, peeked guiltily at Mo Lian, who had on an unsightly expression. He busily shovelled meat and mushrooms into his mouth. "N-No I didn't. Qiuqiu did not say anything at all."
"You guys couldn't be hiding something from me right!" Qiao Mu keenly sensed that something was fishy.
Mo Lian quickly pulled her to his side as he placated her with a smile. "There's no problem, Qiaoqiao. Don't listen to the little tree's nonsense. What could he know. He just blabs his mouth off all day, so ignore him."
The sapling harrumphed with a frown set into his trunk. Then, he exclaimed while flailing his branches, "Masta, I had better pull the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal inside. He's still searching through your bedchamber's drawers and cabinets for you!"
Qiao Mu: …
