"Kid, you're really a toad yawning—your mouth is enormous!"
"Who gave you the nerve to speak to me like that?"
"And you want the two of us to attack together? Can you even take one punch from me?"
Hua Xiaoyao wore a punchable grin and waved his tiny fist.
"Then give it a try. Don't cry later."
"I... damn... you're asking for it!"
Traus's large nose twitched as he threw a punch, though he used only twenty percent of his strength.
These two children were far too mysterious. He had no idea what sort of formidable figure stood behind them, so he did not dare offend them too deeply.
What if he provoked someone he should not have provoked and kicked an iron plate? By then, he might not even know how he died.
At his level, he knew there were still mysterious forces in this world that had not revealed themselves, as well as people from the Small Worlds who occasionally came out to roam.
Those people were not ones he could afford to offend.
Inside the villa, Hua Qiang sat firmly on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea.
After the Dragon King left, Yang Zaixing also chose to take his leave. He needed to return and make arrangements, stabilizing the rear.
She looked extremely nervous. She opened her mouth several times as if she wanted to speak, but in the end, she kept silent.
She chose to trust this man. Besides, the brief display from Hua Xiaoyao and Si Jun had thoroughly frightened her.
They had vanished without a trace in an instant. It seemed even the Dragon King could not do that.
Hua Jing, however, grew anxious. She tugged hard at Hua Qiang's arm and cried, "Brother, aren't you worried about my nephew and niece?"
"They went off