Qin Yi stood to one side, utterly speechless, watching the iron-blooded true man of his imagination get his head patted with a blank look on his face—and get called "Little Turtle."
Then this iron-blooded true man actually did not get angry. He stared blankly at the Little Ghost floating before him; the Little Ghost was not even as large as one of his eyes...
After glaring at her for quite a while, Baxia lowered his head somewhat awkwardly. "It's you..."
The implication was that he accepted the title "Little Turtle," as though saying: if it was you, then you were qualified to call him that.
Liusu was quite surprised. "Turtle, turtle, you've never dealt with me before. You really recognize me?"
Baxia's expression twitched, and he simply turned his head away rather than look at her.
Qin Yi actually breathed a sigh of relief. So they had never dealt with each other. He had thought she had beaten him up too...
Liusu said, "Turtle, turtle, you've really made something of yourself. Carrying Jian Mu on your back and nourishing ten thousand miles of land—truly grand and heroic. You have a little of your father's bearing."
Only then did Qin Yi remember. It seemed she had beaten up his father... Had that left some kind of shadow in little Turtle's young heart?
Baxia could endure no more. "My name is Baxia! You may also call me Bixi, but not Little Turtle, and not Turtle, turtle!"
"Bei Bei?"
"I fucking..."
"Enough, enough, Great Staff..." Qin Yi truly could not bear it any longer and dragged Liusu back. Turning to Baxia, he said, "Senior, please explain the situation here in greater detail, so we can begin cooperating."
Baxia stared in astonishment as Liusu was dragged away, her little ghost tail twitching as if