The fawn steadied its form, its smooth forehead adorned with serpent patterns flickering as it spoke with a tone of discontent, "North Sea woman, is this how you treat your benefactor?"
The North Sea woman wore a contemplative expression and then lightly said, "Just now, I saved you too."
"You!"
The fawn, hands on hips, pouted angrily.
Shao Zifeng held the once again tiny and coquettish Qiuqiu, looking up at the fawn in midair. This was the first time he had seen the fawn exhibit such girlish behavior, and it tugged at his heartstrings again.
"Hey, hey!" The ignored Source Messenger of Wood sounded a bit annoyed, "Hey you, don't think you have me figured out."
The North Sea woman turned her head, her cold eyes harboring a trace of murderous intent as she extended her hand and coldly said, "Mysterious Turtle, bring me my spear."
The waves on Lake Baikal continued as usual, but there was no sign of the North Sea Mysterious Turtle.
