Xiaowu waved its short legs and rolled its short hands around in Feng Ning's palm. "No way! My lord ~ this master cannot calm down, this master's heart is so cold, as if it's soaking in a freezing pool! As fellow contract beasts of the same master, this master treats them like family, yet they pinned this master against a wall..."
"Enough!" Feng Ning really didn't want to listen to this chatterbox ramble on. "Heart cold, is it? I'll roast you to warm you up!"
Before her voice had even faded, a cluster of flames ignited in her palm, scaring Xiaowu into a huge leap straight onto her shoulder.
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