Bring Them Here, Let them Fight!

Adhering to the principle of the early bird catching the worm and not losing at the starting line, Zhouzhou studied diligently.

Watching his soft little cousin, Qin Ren displayed a gentle expression, relishing their rare moment of solitude.

Just as he was lost in thought, a sudden knock came on the door.

He turned his head and saw Mu Xuan walking in with a smile, saying, "It's time for metaphysics." Instantly, the eyes behind his plain glasses turned dangerous.

Qin Ren's fingertips rested on Zhouzhou's shoulder in a possessive manner, his expression towards Mu Xuan becoming unfriendly.

Yet, Mu Xuan seemed oblivious, calmly approaching and saying, "Zhouzhou, your fifth senior brother has prepared the tools for drawing talismans."

Hearing this, Zhouzhou hurriedly jumped off the chair. "Let's go, let's go, we mustn't let Fifth Senior Brother draw, we have to keep a close watch on him."