Faced with his mother's mockery, mo Xiaoxin wanted to say something to refute her.
But in the end, he still lowered his head.
After all, she was his biological mother. Even if he won, it would be useless. Instead, he would be beaten up.
Towards his own mother, he could only put on the attitude of a weakling and submit to her ...
After making that mistake, mo Xiaoxin became even more cautious. He held the magic Kitchen knife tightly in his right hand and began to carefully cut at the spirit power balls in the spiritual fish's body, arranging them.
However, even though mo Xiaoxin had memorized dozens of spirit power arrangement methods in his mind, he still made frequent mistakes when it came to actual practice.
[Brain: I've memorized it all. There shouldn't be a problem in putting it into practice!]
[Hand: don't talk nonsense, you do it!]
Mo Xiaoxin was in such a state right now!
