"Ah ah ah, let go of me. There are so many people here!" Little Seven was lifted up by the collar by an old man with a white beard, with both arms flailing in the air.
"You've gotten real bold after our many years apart. You actually dared to leave the school." The elderly man's voice sounded younger than he appeared.
"Let go of me, let go!" Little Seven couldn't beat him, and could only glare at him with grief.
"This won't work against me." Yuan Shao Jie used his other hand to knock Little Seven on the head, saying, "Didn't I tell you before not to leave the school? What are you doing out here again?"
"I've already gone through three round of transformation. I'm powerful now!" Little Seven huffed.
"That's not enough." Yuan Shao Jie held on to him, saying, "Once I find that guy, you'll come back with me."
"No way. I want to be with him.' Little Seven asserted.
