Observing the childlike plea for praise from Zhong Niangyao, Lu Yichen felt a stir in his heart and extended his hand, patting her hair. His tone was different from his usual indifference, imbued with a hint of subtle tenderness, "You really did great."
That tone of voice, meant to soothe a child, and with a slightly different ambiance, suddenly made Zhong Niangyao feel a bit chaotic in her heart. She couldn't articulate what it was but merely extended her hand and waved dismissively, "Don't just casually mess up my hair, and also, don't treat me like a child."
Lu Yichen couldn't help but let out a light chuckle, which softened his whole demeanor.
The mood over here was good; Uncle Li and the others began to restore themselves on the spot. Although they weren't injured, the intense fight that had just unfolded was very real. So, they too needed to rest and took the opportunity to organize their gear.
