Compared to Feng Xun, Ye Lingyue was petite and unremarkable, her Primordial Power fluctuations were at most of the Postnatal Realm, and she looked more like Feng Xun's little sidekick.
The funniest part was the dirty little mongrel dog squatting on "her" back.
Feng Xun's heart stirred, secretly delighted by Ye Lingyue's words.
"How thoughtless of you to butt in when I'm talking to your young master. Don't you believe I can shred your mouth?" The woman, full of disdain, not only didn't let go of Feng Xun but even pressed closer to him, almost deliberately rubbing her full chest against him.
A shadow flickered across Ye Lingyue's brows and before she could take action, the perched Little Zhiyo became enraged.
"Zhiyo~~" Little Zhiyo let out a few cries, its fur poofing up like a small fluffball, and then with a whoosh, it disappeared.
If one were to translate Little Zhiyo's words, it would roughly mean:
