Xiaosuisui's shout, "Uncle Feifei!" brought the anxious Ji Youcheng back to reality.
Only then did he realize—damn it! Zhu Xiuxiu's nimbleness was top-notch, and his wasn't bad either. If he had used his swiftness to flee with Xiaosuisui from the beginning, how could they be under siege now?
However, this thought had barely formed when panic seized him; his feet had unexpectedly lifted off the ground. Before he could comprehend what was happening, he heard Xiaosuisui's voice cry out, "Uncle, kick with your right foot!"
Ji Youcheng did as commanded.
"Kick backwards with your left foot."
Ji Youcheng complied.
"Left hook!"
...
"Right hook!"
...
"Uncle, headbutt his chest!"
"..."
Ji Youcheng, controlled by Xiaosuisui's voice, obediently followed her commands for over a dozen rounds...
"Huh... are we done fighting?"
