The Vermilion Bird kept feeling awkward standing there. With her "grievances" against Father God, it was still hard to get along happily as though nothing had happened, and Father God might not want her knowing how he was pulling the strings. She tactfully took her leave. "Rest for now, Father God. I'll stand guard outside. Call me when it's time to go back and attack the Buddha Kingdom."
With that, she put Little Flame on the bedside table, went out alone, and stood waiting at the door.
Little Flame watched her leave with his hands tucked into his sleeves, then snorted. "What an awkward woman."
Chu Ge sighed. "That's normal. She's a tsundere. I've got two more around me right now. Who knows how much effort it took me to get them from hopelessly stubborn to somewhat obedient... Being a dad isn't easy."
Little Flame: "?"
Qiu Wuji: "..."
Actually, Chu Ge wanted to say he rather missed how stubbornly tsundere Qiu Wuji had been at first, but he had better not say that in front of Yan Qianlie. He had no desire for him to be stubbornly tsundere too. The man was a walking insult machine. Watching him roast other people was pure bliss, but what if he turned it on Chu Ge? It wasn't as though he hadn't done it before.
How adorable this obedient Little Flame was now, looking just like a figurine on the bedside table.
Little Flame gave him a sidelong look. "Does being a tsundere make her special? If I were you, I'd definitely seize her and interrogate her under torture. She's been a rebel for so many years. How many things has she secretly done against your interests? Her connection to Sandru, for instance. You clearly predicted Sandru would intervene. Why aren't you