Mo Lian pressed his lips into a thin line, and in his displeasure, he went to pick up the little monk. "I'll bring you."
"No way, no way. You're such a bully that I can't pee when facing you!" The little baldy kicked his stubby legs as he rebuffed him in a huff.
Yet Mo Lian only sniggered in annoyance. "Don't worry, feel free to pee boldly and without worry. I'm not interested in watching you."
"Don't want you, don't want you! I want Benefactress, Benefactress, wuwuwu." The little monk sobbed so pitifully that even Duan Yue, who had just stepped through the door, couldn't help being stunned upon seeing this situation.
With a lightning move of his hand, Duan Yue successfully snatched over the little monk from Mo Lian's grasp as he cast him a glance with a faint smirk. "Look at how mature you are, you're even bullying a child."
Mo Lian rolled his eyes at him. "You came at just the right time, he's all yours! Bring him to go relieve himself."
