No matter what, she had to curse first...
"Do you know your mistake?" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were slanted and his tone was high-profile.
"Yes." Mu Zixi did not know anything, but she felt that she should answer yes now.
"It's good that you know." Xu Xiaoshou nodded and puffed out his chest. "Who am I?"
"..."
Mu Zixi was silent for a while. " You're Xu Xiaoshou?".
"Wrong!" Xu Xiaoshou criticized loudly and pointed at the little girl's head. He corrected her,
"I'm Saint Servant Xu Xiaoshou, who has Holy Power, a sacred physique, a Saint Stage aura, and combat strength close to that of a Saint Stage ancient swordsman."
"In the future, just call me that. Don't call me Senior Brother."
As expected...Mu Zixi nodded. She was even more certain that Xu Xiaoshou was acting up again. She was not mistaken.
"Cursed. Passive Points,+1,+1,+1,+1..."
"You are seriously ill." The little girl couldn't help but mutter.
