Tang Xiaobai squinted at him for a moment, then grinned, "You're anxious, you're anxious."
Wei Sui: ...
"Hey? You little girl!" Wei Sui huffed and rolled up his sleeves, stepping forward.
After just one step, he suddenly heard a "snap," like a thunderclap in his ear.
He instinctively stopped, then saw a long whip strike the ground two or three steps ahead, leaving a half-finger-deep groove in the soil.
"Huh?" Tang Xiaobai ran over to look at the long whip that the little ancestor had yet to retract, "Where did this come from?"
The black whip was made of some unknown material, looking plain at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the whip tip was adorned with barbs.
A bit fierce...
Tang Xiaobai was surprised as she glanced at the boy's cold face under the green jade mask, but when he met her gaze, he smiled slightly, softening considerably.
"It's a gift from Miss Tang."
