"Wouldn't it be too much of a pity?"
Zhou Peng, munching on a meat bun, couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Xi Xi's chubby face twitched: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"My dad won't miss the Heroic Victory Conference!"
Xi Xi waved her little hand firmly in front of her as she spoke decisively.
"But what if?" Zhou Peng gulped down a meat bun and said.
Xi Xi immediately glared: "Little Fatty, are you itching for a fight? Come on! Let's spar!"
Zhou Peng was speechless at once, you see, Emperor Xi Xi was irritated again.
"I won't fight you; you're too strong. How can you, a dignified Great Grandmaster, bully little me, just a Grandmaster? Shameless!" Zhou Peng took a small step back and hid behind Yun E.
Hearing this, Xi Xi was furious, her little belly heaving, gritting her teeth: "I'm only six! Little Fatty, you're already eleven! Aren't you embarrassed?!"
"Sister Yun E, don't stop me, Emperor Xi Xi must suppress Little Fatty today!"
