Spectating

"Wake up!"

"Wake up!"

"It's time to wake up, sleepy heads! Don't make me come in there to kick your butts!"

Morning, Zhang Zian was bundled in his tiny blanket, woken rudely by Peter Lee's rough voice.

Can't it become a sweet, gentle, voice like Zhi Ling's?

"Zian~ Wake up~ The sun's warming up your butt~"

A sweet, gentle voice just like Zhi Ling's rang by his ears.

Zhang Zian's eyes were closed, his lips splitting into a heavenly smile, before... slapping Richard away with a back-hand.

"Gah!"

"Go away!"

You could figure out with your knee caps that Zhi Ling would not appear in this desert!

"How boring... I know you don't like women, but you have to be gentle! Geez, you'll have someone wake you up to wrestle tomorrow, look forward to it!" Richard groomed its feathers with its beak, gleefully torturing Zhang Zian.