Golden Phoenix held Jiang Shuyue in both arms.
To an outsider, it looked like one woman holding another, the two staring wide-eyed at each other. It was distinctly bizarre.
Especially since she also had a baby in her arms, making them look like a family of three. That made it even stranger.
Huahua cheered Jiang Shuyue on inwardly: [You can do it, Host! In the face of awkwardness, whoever gets embarrassed first loses. KO him!]
Jiang Shuyue nodded solemnly.
At that moment, a woman's competitive spirit surfaced out of nowhere.
She blinked her big eyes and smiled at Little Golden Phoenix. "Beauty, if you don't wash your hair soon, it'll be thoroughly pickled!"
"Y-you! Who are you?!"
Little Golden Phoenix screamed in fright. Jiang Shuyue quickly covered his mouth and shifted her position, while Huahua took the opportunity to clamber onto his arm.
Working together, the two flipped over with all their might, pinning Little Golden Phoenix firmly to the ground like a human cushion.
Jiang Shuyue: [I knew it! You understand me best! Without you, my backside would've split open like a flower!]
Huahua: [You're welcome! It's all part of my job.]
Zhou Sesong took Yu Qing by the arm and leaped lightly down from the tree.
See? Getting down from a tree was easy. From the tiny height Mother had been at, there was no way she could have landed hard enough to split her backside open.
Before Little Golden Phoenix could speak, Zhou Sesong swiftly pressed his mute acupoint.
She bound his hands with his own belt, then brutally stuffed a balled-up handkerchief into his mouth, almost pushing it against his throat and making him gag.
At some point, a sharp blade had appeared between two fingers of Zhou Sesong's hand, and she pressed it against Little