Regarding these two scoundrels, Mu Lin was also left feeling quite helpless; maybe they'd tone it down a bit when she was around, but without her, there was really no telling what they would turn into.
In the hotel's living room.
As the waiter opened the room door and saw the snake and the hawk whirling around in mid-air at a bizarrely high speed, then looked at the mess all over the place, he became absolutely stunned, frozen on the spot.
What on earth had just happened here? It felt really like the aftermath of a wild storm.
"Aguda~" As the eagle screeched, Uncle Qiaozi rudely charged toward the silver creature resting on the wall.
You little rat bastard, what the hell are you doing back here.
Taking advantage of Little Mu Lin's absence, this guy dared to leave a pile on its breakfast. If not for it becoming entirely too familiar with the bastard's smell (having been tricked one too many times), it almost ate... ate it! Just thinking about it made it feel utterly disgusted.
