Jiang Ning strutted out of Dongdong's house holding a toy horse, leaving Dongdong lying on the ground wailing and making ghostly cries, pitiful enough to evoke sympathy.
Xue Yuantong grinned, continuously praising him: "Jiang Ning, you're amazing, simply the strongest fighter under the heavens!"
"Much stronger than any bodyguard!"
Jiang Ning's lips curled into a smile, his steps paused, even considering tidying up Dongdong once more, performing a set of cool moves.
Seeing the movement of the fierce deity, Dongdong immediately knelt down, crying and begging for mercy: "Please, don't hit me again, I'll definitely listen to you!"
Jiang Ning thought about it and decided against it; after all, there's a thing as too much. He could practice his skills again in a few days.
He carried the toy horse all the way to the empty space outside; the little girl was still there as her horse was snatched away by someone even more wicked.
