"What little fox cub? That's your grandpa!" Miyel grabbed onto Wang Ya, who nearly fainted. She hoisted Wang Ya over her shoulder and ran towards the exit of the ruins.
The task Miyel received was to escort Wang Ya away if any unexpected situations occurred.
Now, Master Fuli said there's an egotist in the ruins wanting to call himself king. No need to think about anything else, she would just act like a madam, nearly getting her backside scorched through by a lighter.
And that thing inside the ruins wants to be an emperor.
If Master Fuli doesn't knock its head crooked, Miyel feels that Master Fuli should have brought more scythes.
But during the evacuation process, Miyel didn't forget to curse Wang Ya.
What fox cub, mind your words, if your talking gets me scorched by a lighter again, I'll take you straight to the International Court and sue you for abusing protected plants.
"Fox...."
Dragged away, Wang Ya looked longingly at Master Fuli's back, showing a face full of sorrow.
