Situ Zha had not expected such an answer at all.
He had always thought Su Mianmian was a somewhat dumb but kind-hearted child. Yet the kind-hearted child, he hadn't anticipated, also had such a violent side.
The glutinous-rice-dumpling-like little fists clenched tightly, swinging forcefully, and at a dragon no less. How should one put it? It was kind of cute.
"If you've never fought, just fight, this one here, leave it to me," Situ Zha said, also cracking his knuckles.
Then, he took in a sharp breath.
Too caught up in past memories, he nearly forgot that he was currently a child.
Speaking of which, humans really are strange. Despite wishing not to live like the past and wanting to experience an ordinary life, why does seeing a child wanting to slay dragons like he did make him feel that the past wasn't so bad after all?
At least, he could be like what this child is thinking now, not having to fear the formidable danger.