Cupping her little face in her hands, Zi Yan watched the big meanie repeat the process of drawing down lightning to temper his body over and over, and soon grew bored.
"Big meanie?"
Turning toward Zhou Changqing, whose entire body crackled with lightning, Zi Yan hesitated for a moment before she could no longer resist calling out softly.
Her voice was so faint that anyone not listening closely would scarcely have heard it.
Zhou Changqing's eyelids twitched, but he did not respond.
After waiting a while and receiving no answer from the big meanie, Zi Yan pouted in disappointment, turned her head back, and doodled aimlessly on the ground with her slender, white fingers.
Just then, a voice tinged with helplessness suddenly sounded beside her ear.
"Little girl, don't you know it's dangerous to interrupt someone while they're cultivating?"
Delight lit up Zi Yan's little face as she quickly turned back. She was just about to speak when she stopped, then said in a soft, timid voice, "Oh. Then I won't bother you."
"Oh, come on. As if you could sit still. Don't go stirring up some new mischief. Tell me, what did you call me for?"
Zhou Changqing did not open his eyes. His lips moved slightly, and his voice reached Zi Yan's ears clearly.
Hearing this, Zi Yan's big eyes curved into crescents, and she hurriedly asked, "Nothing much. I just wanted to ask your name. I still don't know what you're called."
"Zhou Changqing."
"What about you? Don't tell me your name is Little Man?"
"Zhou Changqing... Zhou Changqing... That's actually pretty nice," Zi Yan muttered, repeating his name a few times under her breath.
But when she heard the second half of Zhou Changqing's reply, Zi Yan instantly bristled. Grinding her pearly teeth as if she