The evil spirit mustered all its strength, ready to pierce Xia Siheng's body.
Bang!
It slowly stopped, revealing two hollow eyes as it stared in disbelief at the Beggar's Chicken it had pierced!
It had actually!
Used every last bit of its strength!
To pierce!
A Beggar's Chicken!
Xia Siheng turned and saw tiny Xia Wanwan standing beside him, gazing longingly at her Beggar's Chicken.
She hadn't even spared her father, who had nearly been killed by the evil spirit,
A single glance.
Everyone was stunned by the Beggar's Chicken that had appeared out of nowhere.
Then they realized that this chicken had actually blocked the evil spirit's fatal blow!
More terrifying still,
The one who had thrown the chicken was a toddler barely over a year old!
Xia Wanwan's lips puckered, and she nearly burst into tears. Pointing at the evil spirit's ghostly face, she scolded, "Give it back... give me back... my Beggar's Chicken!"
As she scolded it, she sat on the ground and cried, inconsolable no matter who tried to soothe her.
Everyone: ...
The evil spirit: !!!
Its pitch-black ghostly face suddenly darted in front of Xia Wanwan, trying to scare her!
"Damn it! Where did this brat come from? Get lost! Keh-heh-heh."
Xia Wanwan knitted her little brows!
She reached out her tiny hand and slapped the evil spirit across the face!
A blood-red handprint actually appeared on the evil spirit's face, even though it was formed from smoke!
It looked utterly incredulous. How could anyone possibly touch it?
It had no sense of pain, yet now it felt the agony of a raging fire scorching it!
What exactly was this damned child?
It floated over again. "What are you..."
Smack! Xia Wanwan pouted and, looking terribly aggrieved, slapped it again.
This slap scattered it,