Little Taotie even forgot to struggle, anxiously shouting, "Huahua!"
Hua Jinyan lowered his eyes slightly, and the moment he raised them, he was shrouded in Yin Qi.
The eyes beneath the shadow were pitch-black and lifeless, like an ancient, deep well.
The two instructors went back-to-back into a defensive stance.
"This guy is really eerie."
"I see that."
"Weren't they supposed to feast on him without the Shariputra?"
"The data is wrong, or... this kid hides too well."
"No matter how deep he hides, he's just a brat! The girl is in my hands; I don't believe he won't surrender!"
Little Taotie was being held, hearing that they were going to use him to threaten Hua Jinyan, he vigorously shook the Horse-Faced Bell hanging from his waist.
Feng Qi lazily drifted out, yawned, and opened sleepy fox eyes: "Why do you look so miserable?"
Little Taotie eagerly said, "Protect Huahua! Hurry, go protect Huahua!"
Feng Qi shouted at the Horse-Faced Bell: "Come out, get to work."
