Lan Yu didn't answer. Instead, he said, "Shouldn't you be in class at this hour? Want me to tell your sister?"
Lingling stuck out her little tongue and licked the bottle cap clean, even getting every last trace from around her cherry-red lips. She seemed to hate wasting things just as much as General Yuwen did.
She shot Lan Yu a sidelong glance. "Nobody likes a tattletale."
"Doesn't matter to me. Seeing you get all flustered and worked up makes me happy enough to wolf down three big bowls of rice!" Lan Yu laughed.
"Bastard!" Lingling flew into a rage.
"By the way, what does a brat like you want with me?" Lan Yu's smile faded as he asked.
Lingling snorted. "That Mo Fan guy went off to compete in the National Team tournament, and now there's no one to hunt demons with me. Sister..."
"Get to the point."
"Don't you know it's rude to interrupt people?" Lingling glared at him.
Lan Yu gave her a look that said, What are you going to do about it? Then he plopped down on the sofa and gestured for her to continue.
"I've got my eye on a big commission..." Lingling finally got to the point. Then she looked at Lan Yu with undisguised disdain. "But some good-for-nothing is still stuck at the Advanced Hunter level. He's practically become a fossil."
"Brat, looks like I'll have to smack your butt before you learn some manners!" Lan Yu shot her a look and made as if to get up.
Lingling wasn't the least bit afraid. "Careful, or I'll electrocute you, bastard!"
"..."
Their clash ended in a draw.
"If we're going after a big commission, I'll have to wait until I become a Hunter Master first," Lan Yu said.
"Then hurry up!" Lingling