Luojia really valued Gao Xuan, which was why she broke her usual silence and spoke so much.
Since Gao Xuan was stubborn, there was nothing more to be said. Luojia was resolute and, seeing Gao Xuan as an obstacle, she had no hesitation.
Luojia lightly touched the necklace. The silver clover flowed over her body like mercury, forming a set of silver armor.
The armor fit like a tight leather suit, fully highlighting Luojia's curves.
Clad in silver armor, Luojia exuded calm and heroism between her brows.
She reached out and patted the Little White Pig: "Transform, you foolish pig."
A look of pain appeared on the Little White Pig's face, and its body rapidly ballooned and grew.
In the blink of an eye, the Little White Pig had transformed into a pig-headed man standing three meters tall.
Transformed, the Little White Pig was covered in long black bristles, with a grotesque and fierce pig head. Although its body was large, it was muscular like cast iron.
