Yu Sheng was sometimes truly curious about how the little 66.6 cm tall shorty on his shoulder could come up with such extraordinary word combinations in her head—though, in any case, he distinctly felt the little puppet's resentment toward her height had reached a certain level.
For example, right now, she didn't even mind maintaining her true height of 66.6 cm and "piloting" a 1.67-meter-tall body...
This made Yu Sheng sigh, "You've really got a knack for 'settling for less,' but isn't this a bit too much?"
"What can I do!" Erin shook Yu Sheng's head vigorously, "Just say if it's feasible or not!"
"Let go! Let go of my hair!" Yu Sheng frantically pushed away the little paws of the puppet, "I'll ask around for you later! Let go!"
Only then did Erin finally release her grip and look up at the twelve-meter-tall Siege Giant Divine Soldier, her expression dumbstruck.
