"It's over, Master's dead, he won't wake up even if we call him..."
"Little Skeleton, poke Master with your bone knife... Bastard, why are you stabbing me? Do you want me to hit you with a mental spike?!"
"Snowy, zap Master with your lightning."
"Damn it, you were supposed to shock Master, not me... Fine, I'll have to use a mental spike on him..."
Chen Fan was furious.
This little black bastard...
He was just trying to sleep, but these creatures kept chattering non-stop and even wanted to use lightning and mental spikes on him!
Chen Fan opened his eyes and stretched out his hand, using his psychic power to grab Little Black.
With one hand holding Little Black, he used his other hand to hit Little Black's head repeatedly.
Little Black was left dazed and swaying with each step, grabbing Little Qing's tail to use as a blanket, covering itself.
Little Qing looked at Little Black helplessly.
It seemed like this guy hadn't been beaten enough lately.
