A mouth that deserve to be hit

" Chi Chi, I will be leaving the tasks in your hands alright?" Mo Qiang looked at the three spirits who stood in front of her. While the little chinchilla seemed to be much more confident after winning the duel, Ya Ya on the other hand had gotten even more shyer as she hugged the sheep doll which was gifted to her by Mo Xifeng. 

Behind them, she could hear the shoo shoo of something being swung left and right but Mo Qiang did not pay attention to the wild dog who was tearing apart the head of the little pup doll he was gifted. As the sound of cloth tearing and something falling on the ground echoed, Mo Qiang was aware of the violent and sadistic tendency that her dog was born with.