Li Fan could keenly sense that Yan Fajue had long been awake.
At this moment, still sprawled on the long table, she was definitely just pretending to sleep.
The guardians in charge of Unity-Path were well aware of this, and having Li Fan wake the little loli up was merely because he was "the new guy."
Li Fan was clear about Yan Fajue's temperament—childish, spiteful, and petty.
For those who disturbed her rest, she would certainly not show a pleasant face.
And as for the guardians, they were merely responsible for oversight. They really couldn't do anything to Yan Fajue.
When the little ancestor got temperamental, they could only coax and indulge her.
Detecting the two strands of divine sense that had landed on him, Li Fan did not refuse them.
Following the method previously taught by Elder Nangong, he summoned the sealing power of this Yan Fa space and projected a copper gong above the little loli's head.
Then he struck it vigorously.
Clang!
