Ning Jing gave a mischievous smile, winked at me, and said:
"You see, ever since the apocalypse began, whether I saw it with my own eyes or heard about it from someone else, your actions have basically followed the same routine."
"What?"
"You're either fighting, or on your way to a fight!"
"This..."
I had been about to argue, but then I thought about it... Ning Jing was right! Hadn't the rest of my life really been like this? I was either fighting, or
on my way to a fight!
Uh... now that I put it that way... am I as bad as Honey Badger?
Tsk, tsk... If this were some novel or movie, there would definitely be a flood of comments saying things like, "Sister Yuxuan is so badass."
But damn it, I wasn't some hotheaded kid like Honey Badger! He never held a grudge because he always took revenge on the spot.
That was ferocity. I was merely struggling to survive in the face of unavoidable conflicts between life and death!
How could those possibly be equated?
"That's absolutely not the same thing! Ning Jing, you... Wait! Why are you laughing?... You were messing with me?!"
"Pfft... hee hee hee hee~ I can't, I really can't hold it in, hahahaha~ Yuxuan, Yuxuan... that expression you just made... No... hahahaha, I'm dying!"
"Ning Jing! You've gone bad!"
"Pfft, hehehe~ You're still the same as ever..."
"Hmph! I'm angry. The kind of angry that even a whole roasted sheep couldn't appease!!"
"Uh..."
The smile on Ning Jing's face froze. She seemed a little unaccustomed to my sudden tsundere act... Actually, uh, I wasn't used to it either.
"Alright, alright, fine. I'm scared of you. Who told you to be carrying a little one?"
"What do you mean, carrying a little