Wanqi Yu was lost in thought when he heard the dissatisfied voice of the little paperman by his ear: "What are you staring at my master for?"
The little paperman stood with its hands on its hips, looking ready to teach Wanqi Yu a lesson if he had any improper thoughts.
Wanqi Yu couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation; Yun Ran bore no resemblance to his foster father.
However, the little paperman's protective stance did remind him a bit of his foster father.
"Sorry, I'm just curious about what kind of person could own such a smart Magic Artifact like you."
This one line flattered not only Yun Ran but also the little paperman.
The little paperman felt a bit bashfully shy, but its tone softened noticeably.
"Well, you've got good taste, but not just anyone can casually size up my master, so I'll let it go this time, hmph!"
Yun Ran: ...
How did she not realize that the little paperman she nurtured had such a proud, flattery-loving personality?
