In the end, Little Taomu wasn't able to reach the enticing, delicious-looking red-braised pork.
Just as he was about to use his spiritual power to grab it, Su Nanzhi spoke: "Little Taomu."
Little Taomu deflated immediately.
They had agreed long ago that while in human form, besides practicing and specific situations, they should not use spiritual power.
Little Taomu had never broken this agreement.
So, how much did Jiang Beiyu irritate someone?
But Little Taomu wasn't one to take being bullied quietly, so he put the bowl in front of Su Nanzhi, both aggrieved and stubborn, "Smelly Zhizhi, I want to eat red-braised pork."
Su Nanzhi glanced at him: "What did you call me just now?"
"Smelly Zhizhi," Little Taomu retorted with his hands on his hips, "Who told him to bully me!"
Su Nanzhi chuckled softly: "Then bully him back, you're old enough already."
Little Taomu: "..."
Wasn't this just him being mocked again?
