342 The Return to Immortal Pavilion

Radish didn't stop until it had come all the way to the back palace. Seeing the familiar figure sitting at the table, the whole Radish started trembling slightly in disbelief. "Little… Missy?"

Shen Ying who was eating turned back and waved a hand while still holding her chopsticks. "Hey! Radish?"

"Little Missy… Little… Missy!" Radish rushed forward rapidly, but when it reached Shen Ying's side it stopped once more, sniffed her nose, and in the next moment the whole Radish started flooding with water once more. "Wah… Little Missy you're back. You are finally… finally back. Radish… Radish is so scared, so, so scared… Ahhhh!"

The more it cried, the sadder it became, and it didn't seem able to control it. It cried until the whole Radish seemed a bit dried. It looked like a child who had been wronged and ran to his parents to complain.