Let's ask Aunt Qing!
With a chuckle, Taoist Xuanzhen looked at Ya Ya, indeed a child's pure heart. He had completely altered his appearance from the beggar just a moment ago, but in the eyes of this little girl, there was no change at all.
Ya Ya let out a breath, showing quite a bit of patience, "If you want to get things done, go find Aunt Qing, finding me is no use!"
The old Taoist shook his head, looking earnestly at Ya Ya, "Little guy, do you really want to be an Empress?"
Without answering, Ya Ya cocked her head and asked curiously, "Who are you anyway?"
A gleam of joy flickered in Xuanzhen's eyes as he replied with a smile, "Just an old Taoist who guards the gate at Guiwang Mountain."
Ya Ya crouched in front of him, her face showing a trace of pity, "Has Guiwang Mountain become so poor that even the Taoists have to beg?"