"Tsk tsk....."
"It's you who called me heartless, and now, I'm here to repay your family's kindness; why are you still not satisfied?"
"You little brat, just babbling nonsense...."
Ansheng's mouth curled up wildly, as if he could already imagine Sun Xingyao, inwardly going crazy and cursing him, but on the surface having to act dumb and sweet without a choice.
But it couldn't be helped.
Sun Xingyao was simply too bizarre, both in behavior and ability, beyond what normal people could comprehend.
Until her origins were determined, Ansheng couldn't possibly trust someone so peculiar, with unknown background, unclear information, and even unknown identity.
Even if it's an eleven or twelve-year-old kid, they have outgrown the age of playing with mud, but no matter how much of a genius, they couldn't master the production and practical application of Spirit Particle Potions.
