"Let go! Quickly let go! Zhao Yao!" Matcha was screaming at the top of his lungs, "My eardrums are going to rupture."
"This will teach you not to look down on others. Also, you need to keep up with your pretense as a Scottish Fold. You cannot give up just because it is difficult."
Zhao Yao deactivated Elizabeth's power and Matcha instantly lay on the floor, lifelessly.
Zhao Yao asked, "What happened?"
"I can't make my ears stand anymore!" Matcha's voice rang in Zhao Yao's ears.
Zhao Yao carried Matcha and cradled him in his arms. He asked concernedly, "Are you serious? Your ears can't go back up anymore?"
"Let me take a look! Tell me if the spot that I touch hurts."
Matcha which was buried in Zhao Yao's arms had his face hidden from Zhao Yao's sight. His mouth set in a hard line.
"Hmph, he is just finding an excuse to hug me."
"Does this spot hurt?" Zhao Yao asked as he massaged the back of Matcha's ear.
