"Everyone get out of the way, let those three pigs through."
Zhou Xuan listened on the side and thought to himself that Huang Zhishu, this little female yellow-skinned one, was quite remarkable. She lived up to her name, possessing a bit of an educated and sensible air.
In the yellow-skinned family, Huang Zhishu's words carried some weight. As soon as she spoke, those blocking the path quickly moved aside.
The three pigs swaggered forward, but just then, a stubborn little yellow-skinned one stood right in the middle of the road.
This time, Big Child wasn't in the mood to accommodate. He tilted his head and pushed the blocking yellow-skinned one to the side.
Pushing wasn't enough; Big Child went on to mock, "Why are you blocking the way? Waiting to be granted a title?"
Zhou Xuan: "..."
