The Little Complainer

Ye Lingfeng rubbed Zhouzhou's singed hair and glanced up at the Ancestral Master. Seeing his guilty expression, Ye Lingfeng squinted his eyes. Lowering his gaze to look at Zhouzhou, he smirked and said, "Zhouzhou, Ancestral Master has helped you keep your Merits safe. You should thank him."

Help her keep it safe?

Zhouzhou froze for a moment, then turned to look at the Ancestral Master. His expression made a thought suddenly surge in her mind.

"Ancestral Master!!" she stamped her foot and glared at him angrily, "Do you want to take my Merits for yourself?"

At last, she figured it out.

The Heavenly Thunder shot a glance at her, planning to strike her if she really tried to thank the Ancestral Master. It figured that might be the only way to knock some sense into her.

But unfortunately, it wasn't that lucky.

Zhouzhou didn't know what the Heavenly Thunder was thinking, her cheeks puffed up as she glared at the Ancestral Master.