As Sheng Bai drove, he kept stealing glances at the back seat, where the pervy-looking panda was fiddling with a palm-sized phone.
And just how pervy was it? It should have been a fluffy, triangular rice ball, but now it was wearing a pair of baggy black shorts and had its head covered. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought a black bear had become a demon.
The Iron-eating Beast, on the other hand, was unfazed. It was long used to a life of being stared at. It just kept extending a paw to poke at Qiao An.
"Can we eat people today? I've never tried it before…"
Annoyed by the constant poking, Qiao An turned and gave the panda two punches.
"Eat my ass! You get to eat expensive golden bamboo at the zoo, so why do you need me to sneak you extra meals? Do you have any idea how much risk I take bringing you out every single day?"
At this, Sheng Bai didn't dare look back again. Even a Class I nationally protected animal was only fit for a beating in Qiao An's hands.
