Chapter 1053: The Little Ghost and the Old Immortal
Zhang Yuelu actually did not like to be called “Young Lady,” but she could not correct the Heavenly Preceptor’s secretaries. After all, the Heavenly Preceptor himself had accepted being addressed as “Old Master.” Thus, she could not overstep the Heavenly Preceptor by rejecting the title.
Still, this was not the Dazhen Mansion. Zhang Yuelu could at least voice her own preference. “I think it’s better to use formal titles.”
Lin Yuanmiao nodded obediently. “Understood, Young Lady.”
Zhang Yuelu paused for a moment, then sighed. “Forget it. Call me whatever you want.”
Little Yin poked her head out curiously. “So, in formal situations, we should use official titles instead?”
Zhang Yuelu gave her a surprised glance. “You actually know quite a bit.”
“Of course!” Little Yin said proudly. “Old Lin, take note. Don’t call her ‘Young Lady’ anymore. Call her Officer Zhang!”
This pair was quite the oddballs, which left Zhang Yuelu speechless for a while.
Little Yin disliked flying on her own, despite knowing how. Instead, she clambered up onto the railing with her hands and feet, balanced herself on the bar, and spread her arms wide toward the sea, and recited loudly, “Ah, sun...sunflower! Ah, you must be tired...Ah, you’re counting...counting...Ah! Ah! Ah!”
Zhang Yuelu raised an eyebrow. “Who did you learn that from?”
“Those red- and yellow-haired foreigners,” Little Yin replied. “They recite poetry like this.”
“Are you sure that’s poetry? Where’s the rhyme or pattern?” Zhang Yuelu was unimpressed and doubtful.