In the backyard vegetable garden, there were all sorts of vegetables, lush and verdant, so fresh that Bai Haoxue felt like she could get addicted to picking them.
Little Beiting dug his heels in and put all his might into pulling up a big carrot, huffing and puffing as he did so.
Ji Hanyu walked over, bent down, reached out, and easily pulled the carrot out.
The silent pressure is the most crushing, and a wordless face-slap hits the hardest.
Little Beiting grumbled in frustration, "That's because you're bigger than me, not because you're stronger, you know?"
Ji Hanyu: "..."
With a disdainful glance at Little Beiting, Ji Hanyu said coolly, "The more you explain, the guiltier you feel. You're just a little short leg, always trying to act cool, how shameless."
Little Beiting: "..."
Looking down at his own short legs, then at the Great Demon King's long legs, Little Beiting felt a heavy blow in his heart.
Really, so frustrating!
