When Chi Jiao appeared again, she was already in front of him.
"I told you, shortie, you are as slow as a tortoise!" Chi Jiao said softly before giving Ah Ping's stomach a hard kick.
This kick sent Ah Ping flying across the air.
His body slammed against the door, and Ah Ping gave a wretched cry.
This time, Chi Jiao did not intend to let him off so easily.
Ah Ping actually dared to try and hit her head with a pole?
All the superpowers in the world, even those that could foretell the future or mental attacks—these were not as important to Chi Jiao as her smart little brain.
This smart little head was what she cared about the most.
Also, Brother Quan and her father liked to pat her head.
It was obvious that they also liked this smart little head of hers.
If her head was injured, both Brother Quan and her father would be very sad.
Chi Jiao was furious at this thought.