Ah-Niu's normally dull eyes moved slightly, and it took him a while to take a few steps forward before he came near Fan Ying.
"Centurion..."
His words were hesitating, almost as if a child was learning to speak.
"The situation is like this, today we..."
Fan Ying had just begun to speak when he saw his younger sister stretching her neck, peeking curiously over here, with the appearance of someone intent on eavesdropping.
He glared at her immediately, stood up straight, and scolded her, "Younger sister, go back first. You've caused such a big trouble this time, stay in the tent and reflect on it properly, otherwise... hmph!"
Fan Baor was intently staring at that figure, yet he seemed as if he didn't even see her, looking straight ahead without even blinking an eyelid.
She stamped her foot with force in response, "Fine, I'm leaving! You think I care about that, bastard!"
Having said that, she walked away angrily.