The Best Juggler in the Barbecue World, and the Best Barbecue Cook in the Juggling World!

"Why did you hit me this time?!"

A Xing held her head and looked at Bai Sheng with teary eyes.

What was this supposed to be?! A bump on each side! How was she, the Galaxy Baseballer, supposed to face people like this?!

"Consider it a reward for your performance."

"Waaah, I'm going to complain to Mommy Kafka!"

A Xing began making a scene.

"Go ahead. Anyway, I'm the one responsible for your allowance over at the Stellaron Hunters. Go on, then. From now on, earn your own allowance."

Bai Sheng chose to threaten A Xing by grabbing her lifeline.

"Well, about that, Third Uncle, you know I just like to joke around normally. Hehe, look, why get worked up over a little girl who hasn't even been born for three months, right? Third Uncle! Money, money! I'm poor, poor!"

Faced with the choice between dignity and allowance, A Xing chose to abandon her dignity and ask for the allowance.

"All right, all right. Don't embarrass yourself. We're almost there."

Bai Sheng also rubbed A Xing's head, and in an instant, the two swollen bumps disappeared.

"Hehe, I knew Third Uncle loved me the most."

A Xing grinned.

"No, he loves me the most. A Xing, don't try to steal Asheng from me, or—or I'll bite you with my tail!"

Huohuo chose the least threatening words possible to threaten A Xing.

"There's no love left! Waaah, Little March~ They're bullying me!"

Without A Xing realizing it, March 7th had already been eavesdropping for quite a while. When A Xing came looking for her, March 7th could no longer hold back her laughter.

"March!"

Since she couldn't bully Third Uncle or Huohuo, couldn't she bully a little March 7th who had traded intelligence for cuteness? A Xing chose to attack March