Chapter 5615: Heavenly Dao as Master
Qiaomu was still in her disguise at this moment.
The middle-aged woman looked at her ordinary face and her somewhat indescribable figure, secretly wondering.
How could such a plain-looking woman give birth to such a refined and outstanding child?
"Daddy."
The middle-aged woman looked up and saw a scrawny man approaching, whose appearance was so common that he'd make no ripple if thrown into water.
She became even more puzzled.
With parents looking like this, what kind of blessings accumulated over lifetimes could result in such a smart, clever, beautiful, and adorable child?
Qiaomu glanced at the middle-aged woman. "What do you want?"
The middle-aged woman deliberately put on a smile, trying to be friendly with Qiaomu. "Madam, I'm interested in taking your son as a disciple. How about we find a quiet place to sit down and have a good talk?"
Qiaomu paused, then waved her hand. "No need."
"Mommy, I already told her I have a sect, that I'm a Divine Water Sect disciple. But she just keeps dragging me into this nonsense," Little Mo Bao said, looking troubled at his mother. "Sigh, being too talented is also very annoying."
"You just walk down the street and people randomly want to take you as a disciple."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd was speechless.
This little brat was too arrogant and comical.
Who praises themselves to such an extent...
Unexpectedly, his mother actually nodded along with the child, saying with great approval, "Back then, Mommy was also spotted by your master's ancestor at first glance because of her extraordinary talent."
"Alas, he chased me for eighteen blocks, all the way to the water boundary, before he could finally take Mommy in."
Everyone: ...
The mother and son were exactly alike; their bragging was a bit too much!
The middle-aged woman smiled awkwardly, her only hope now resting on the seemingly more normal father.
"You're the child's father, right? I want to..."
The father didn't wait for her to finish, raising his hand to stop her from nagging further. "You don't need to say anything more. My son will not take you as his master."
The middle-aged woman still wanted to open her mouth to persuade him.
She then heard the father say expressionlessly, "My son already took the Heavenly Dao as his master at birth."
Everyone: ...
You're talking such big talk, why can't you even blink an eye?
The middle-aged woman's face instantly flushed red. This couple was truly comical; the child's future would truly be ruined following them.
If they didn't think she was good enough to be the child's master, they didn't need to bring out the Heavenly Dao as an excuse.
"You don't believe me?" Mo Lian continued to look at his son expressionlessly. "Son, call out to him and see."
Little Mo Bao blinked, flapping in his mother's arms, and gleefully shouted, "Grandpa Heavenly Dao! I'm calling you, do you dare to throw a lightning bolt at me?"
"Boom!" As soon as the words fell, a rolling thunderclap exploded right above Mo Lian's head.
Mo Lian, having sensed it beforehand, had already activated his lightning-warding shield, and looked at the mother and son expressionlessly.
Qiaomu couldn't help but want to laugh.
Her husband was truly pitiful.
For so many years, whenever the Heavenly Dao was displeased with their mother and son, it would strike her husband.
Sometimes it would even unleash lightning in the middle of the night; her husband was well-trained and had long since become fearless.
Everyone watched, dumbfounded, staring blankly at the bizarre family of three.
"See?" Little Mo Bao said smugly. "My master responded to me!"
The middle-aged woman's face turned ashen; she nodded repeatedly, no longer daring to say anything more, and quickly retreated from the crowd, running away in a hurry.