C1153 Little Thing and Feng Zhentian Were Fighting

As Feng Zhentian begged for mercy, Little Thing finally ceased its antics. It stood upright in an almost human-like pose, hands on hips, glaring at Feng Zhentian with a look of fury.

Feng Zhentian managed a forced smile, though he was inwardly cringing. His body bore the marks of Little Thing's easy scratches, his face bearing the brunt of the assault. It was an uncomfortable feeling