Qiao Sang: "!!!"
Qiao Sang stared in utter shock at Ya Bao, who was baring his teeth at Uncle.
Holy crap! Why are you attacking him?! Can't you see that huge Nonsense Evil Spirit and Stout Crested Flying Owl beside him?! Do we look like we can take them?!
"Yap!"
Sensing his Beastmaster's gaze, Ya Bao turned around and solemnly nodded.
He was ready!
He could start fighting at any time!
Qiao Sang: "..."
No, she did not want to fight...
The Stout Crested Flying Owl stepped forward and blocked the flames, leaving Zhang Rongtang unharmed.
His expression did not change, as though he had not taken the flames seriously at all.
Zhang Rongtang glanced at the Pet Beast he had seen in the news some time ago, then at the girl whose expression was hard to make out in the darkness. He turned to Wu Chang and said, "Your friend seems to have quite a temper."
No, I have a great temper. Ya Bao's the one with the bad temper... Seeing that this "villain" uncle did not seem angry, Qiao Sang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, what she feared most was running into the sort of lawless villain from television who would kill a passerby just for walking past. Thankfully, this uncle seemed fairly normal.
Wu Chang's eyes held both surprise and gratitude as he hurriedly said, "Qiao Sang, this has nothing to do with you. Leave first!"
I'm leaving right now... Qiao Sang thought Wu Chang's suggestion was perfectly timed.
She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, Ya Bao's sense of justice would become impossible to rein in.
"Ya Bao..." Qiao Sang looked at Ya Bao, just about to say, "Let's go."
"Yap!"
Before she could finish, Ya Bao heard his Beastmaster