"That black-faced guy has always been annoying," Bai Qi interjected. "Quick, tell me if anything fun happened these past few days. Mainly, tell me how that idiot Mr. Hei got hurt so badly. Haha, especially the part where he got his ass kicked so hard he peed his pants. You have to give me all the details, including every laughable and humiliating moment. Oh, right, I'm hungry! Slave bird, go make something delicious!" He shouted the last sentence over his shoulder.
A chirp came from a corner—Xiang Xiaoxue's reply. Fortunately, her bedroom door was open. She could fly back in to change her clothes, then obediently head to the kitchen to cook.
Xin Huohuo and Bai Qi sat on the living room sofa, arms slung over each other's shoulders as they chatted. Mr. Hei, as was his custom, kept his back to them, cutting a beautifully tragic figure.
"First things first, tell me exactly how you two are doing physically," Xin Huohuo asked seriously. She needed a clear answer to put her mind at ease.
