"That female cultivator from Ruthless Valley named Mint."
An unusually serious voice came from Chen Shan's statue. "...You'd better break up with her as soon as possible."
"What?"
Fang Mo raised an eyebrow slightly at that, then his gaze swept over the pair of furry wolf ears behind the offering table. "That little one asked you to say that, didn't she?"
"I didn't..."
"I'm saying, Chen Junjie, you're not exactly young anymore. How can you spoil a child like this?"
Before Chen Shan's statue could say anything else, Fang Mo let out a soft sigh. "At first, you said I liked spoiling children, but aren't you doing the same now? Getting lost in those sweet cries of 'Master.' Let me tell you, you can't keep pampering children like this..."
"That's not it!!!"
But the moment Fang Mo finished speaking, the little one hiding behind the offering table could not help jumping out.
"...That's not it, Master. There's really something wrong with that woman!"
Little Wolf-chan was clearly feeling unbearably wronged. Though she had gathered the courage to jump out and explain herself, her wolf ears and the large tail behind her had both drooped unconsciously. Little pearls of tears began falling with soft plops. "I... I do want to do grown-up things with Master..."
"B-but..."
Little Wolf-chan bit her lip and looked up at Fang Mo in the distance, choking back tears. "But no matter what Master said, I always listened carefully and tried my best to do it..."
As she said this, the little one lowered her head, her shoulders trembling continuously, both tiny fists clenched tight.
"Wolf-chan... Wolf-chan is really well-behaved..."
The immense grievance in her voice was unmistakable. Though her expression could not be seen, crystal tears kept sliding down her cheeks, gathering at her chin before