"Ya Ya?"
Yobao looked at Lubao with a confused expression.
Aren't you the third one?
"Bingke..."
As soon as these words were uttered, a sharp chill suddenly burst from Lubao, and a layer of white frost solidified on the ground beneath its feet, spreading outwards.
Its body slightly bent, its gaze fierce, as if it were ready to attack in the next second.
"Ya Ya..."
Yobao sensed Lubao's state, his expression gradually turning serious, as if adopting the stance, "If you want to fight, I'll see it through to the end."
Just as the battle was about to erupt, Qiao Sang suddenly said:
"Yobao, you called Lubao third because it was the third to join the team, right?"
Say yes! Qiao Sang tilted her head toward Yobao, eagerly giving it meaningful looks.
"Ya Ya."
Yobao blinked, then nodded.
This was indeed the reason it had been calling Lubao the third.
Phew, that almost sparked a family feud... Qiao Sang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ya Ya?"