‘I am a dragon warrior from the Emerald Palace. I was also accepted as an apprentice by the guest master Anne outside. I also taught the very powerful master of the Wind-trapping monk. How could I be driven down the mountain?!’

When Panda Abao heard what his father said, he waved his hands and carefully glanced out of the counter, for fear that more people would hear it.

‘Then you... were you running back secretly?’

Obviously, no one knows his son, and even though Mr. Ping is not Abao's biological father, he raised him since he was a child and was extremely familiar with his character, so he guessed it right quickly.

'No!!'

‘Or, not!!’

A panda's faint voice came out, it seemed that he was planning to refuse to admit it?

‘Then why did you come back suddenly?’

‘…’

‘Dad, I was practicing the rolling ground at the stairs of the mountain gate today. Isn’t it almost lunch time? I suddenly wanted to eat your secret soup noodles, so I took the time to come back and could also come back to help you…’

'oh!'

‘That’s right?’

'But I don't need your help, I can barely deal with it now! Well, the noodles are there, and I'm already ready. I don't have time to go downstairs to eat. You can do as much as you want. I'm very busy now, and there are customers waiting for my side dishes!'

Mr. Ping said, "tuk tuk" quickly cutting his shallots and white radish on the cutting board.

Over the years, the noodle soup in his noodle restaurant has been a constant white radish and chopped green onion, and it is still so clear and white, and is deeply loved by neighbors, pigs, rabbits and big geese.

'OK……'

‘…’

'well……'

'You kid, drink slowly. You can drink as much as you want in your own noodle restaurant, no one will grab it with you!'

‘Yeah yeah…’

‘Really, are you hungry on the mountain?’

'No……'

‘Let’s rest after eating for a while before going back, it seems that you’ve lost some weight…’

‘Yeah…’

Looking at the other party's embarrassing eating habits, Mr. Ping shook his head, no longer cared about the other party's behavior of being reincarnated as a starving ghost, and turned around and continued to cut his side dishes silently.

‘…’

‘Dad?’

The kitchen was quiet for a while, and soon Annie heard a panda hesitant sound inside again.

'how?'

‘If you have any questions, just say that I’m very busy now… If you want money, just go to the cash box by yourself. Since you are not at home, I don’t remember to lock it now.”

‘!!’

‘No, Dad, I don’t want to ask you for money when I come back. I don’t need to spend money on food, clothing and housing in the Jade Palace…’

‘Then are you trying to say something?’

‘…’

‘Dad, I have been thinking, can you temporarily change to a safe place to open a noodle restaurant?’

‘Changing a noodle restaurant in the place? Why at this time?’

‘Not why…’

‘Abao, is something happened?’

Obviously, Mr. Ping, who looked like a duck, thought for a while and heard something unusual, because he knew his own son very well. If nothing special happened, he would definitely not have run back suddenly and said such things to him.

‘…’

'uh-huh?'

‘Dad, I…’

‘Abao, tell me, I'm listening.’

‘…’

'That's right, maybe you've heard of that terrible thing, but you may not know that at most twenty days, Taro will be back... Master Turtle is too old and may not be able to control him anymore, and Master Raccoon may not be able to control him... At that time, Taro will definitely vent his anger on everyone's anger. The town of Peace Valley will become very dangerous, so I hope you can go first and go to another safer place.'

‘…’

Although Panda Abao spoke very quietly, Annie could hear it clearly.

After all, her hearing and vision have always been very good even without magic. Besides, they are so close, and she happens to be a little curious, so it is impossible not to hear it.

‘Well…’

‘Is this the will of the Turtle Master and the Emerald Palace to let everyone leave the town?’

Mr. Ping was a little surprised. He put down the kitchen knife in his hand and asked with some concern.

'No……'

'This is my idea because I don't want you to stay here and face that danger...'

Looking at the remaining soup in the noodle bowl that had just been left with me, Panda Abao drooped his shoulders and lowered his head, not daring to look at his father.

'this……'

‘Abao…’

'You are the dragon warrior of the Emerald Palace. Can't you even protect everyone?'

After Mr. Ping hesitated for a while, he asked his son looking forward to his son who had become more and more proud of himself.

You know, he is considering whether to expand the noodle shop, wave to a few guys, and then change the noodle shop sign to "Dragon Warrior Ramen"... But now, his son, his new sign, is actually planning to let him leave Heping Valley and take refuge elsewhere?

'I……'

‘I can’t do it, I’ve just started learning kung fu…’

Panda Abao became even more depressed.

‘!!’

‘Can there be so many kung fu masters in the Emerald Palace beat Taro?’

Mr. Ping was a little disbelief. He was unwilling to believe that things would get so bad.

‘I’m afraid it won’t work…’

'Because Master Turtle is very old, he may not have much strength to take action... so is Master Raccoon. Although Taro is his disciple, he is no longer in his prime and he does not have much confidence in winning...'

‘Although the savage tiger, fast mantis, pretty snake, old spirit crane and the golden monkey king had already set out in the morning without telling the raccoon master, going to the Taishan Lock Road, and going to the only way for Taro to come to Heping Valley to intercept him, but...’

‘I know, Hu Niu and the others are not sure…’

'they……'

Speaking of this, Abao's thick big cake face collapsed and almost drooped into the big bowl.

He was not going to continue talking, worried that it would seriously hit his father.

Now, the cruelty of reality has made Abao lose the aura he had when he was selected as the Dragon Warrior and entered the Emerald Palace... He has now vaguely predicted what would happen if things were to the worst direction, so he came here now and said the kind of thing that would let his father evacuate in advance.

‘That’s it…’

‘Well, will you leave with me and open a noodle restaurant somewhere else?’

Mr. Ping felt that he could not leave, but the premise was that his son also followed him. If that was the case, there would definitely be no big problem.

'I?'

‘I can’t leave yet…’

‘Dad, I am the Dragon Warrior. They all believe that I can protect everyone, and they all believe that the Emerald Palace can protect this land... So, I may not be able to leave for the time being...’

When he sneaked here, he did have that idea and idea, but...

When he saw that although he was very strict, he was very good to him and taught all his skills to his master, and he was still here. After seeing that other friends in the town were still there and did not know the danger was coming, he hesitated again.

‘Abao…’

‘If you think the Emerald Palace can’t stop Taro, if you feel that this place is dangerous and willing to go with me with my dad, then I will definitely pack my luggage and leave with you.’

‘We can go anywhere…’

'But if you don't leave, then I will stay here and continue to accompany you!'

He patted the other person on the shoulder and didn't know what to say, Mr. Ping shook his head, walked back to his chopping board again, picked up the kitchen knife and continued to cut its own side dishes.

'But Dad, Peace Valley is very dangerous now!'

'Danger?'
To be continued...