The Person Inside the Sword

Zhouzhou didn't like what she heard. Who was he looking down on? She puffed up her chest and straightened her toes, indignantly declaring, "Of course I am taller!"

Hearing this, the man lifted his eyelids, mischievously propping the sword upright beside her, slightly raising his eyebrows, suggesting she look for herself.

Zhouzhou craned her little neck to check, and her face immediately fell. She really wasn't taller than the sword.

Pouting, she stubbornly replied, "I will grow really tall! I can grow to seven meters!"

The man seemed to be amused by her words, letting out a low chuckle.

Zhouzhou, puffing out her cheeks, watched him with an expression of mild annoyance, but her curiosity quickly took over. She studied him carefully.

He wore full armor, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His face was partially covered by a rugged beard, yet it did nothing to hide his handsomeness. He exuded strength, looking every bit the part of a warrior.