The moment he saw the Little Weakling, Hao Ren still hadn't reacted. This ridiculously stupid and weak creature had always played the role of a mischievous mascot, and her danger was so negligible that everyone in the household had forgotten her true nature—she was an Evil Spirit!
Only after taking a moment to process it did Hao Ren shout, "Holy crap, there's an Evil Spirit here too!"
Lily, who had been lying on the sofa pretending to be dead, sprang up and turned around to bite Hao Ren. "Landlord, you scared me!"
Izax, meanwhile, looked inexplicably from Hao Ren to the Little Weakling, then rubbed his bald head. Although the Little Weakling had been going biu on it for ages, her ridiculously weak corrosive energy arrows couldn't even scratch the old demon's scalp. Instead, they had made his forehead even brighter and shinier than before. "Hao Ren, did you spend too long in the sandbox and forget about her? This is Weakling. She's lived here longer than Lorisa..."
"That isn't what I mean!" Hao Ren shouted as he reached for the Little Weakling. "She's an Evil Spirit! An Evil Spirit that Vivian hasn't reclaimed yet!"
"Shyaa—" Facing Hao Ren's grabbing hand, the Little Weakling let out a threatening cry and waved her arms frantically. When she realized that this was completely useless, she fired two more corrosive energy arrows, but that was still completely useless. By the time she finally realized that things were looking bad and prepared to flee, Hao Ren had already caught her in his palm.
"Shyaa—slap!!"
The hand-sized Evil Spirit Vivian struggled desperately in Hao Ren's hand. She wasn't even as strong as a rabbit, but her spirits were as high as ever—and she was just as irritable. By now, everyone else in the living room