His sudden arrival startled everyone around. Zhouzhou blinked and looked down, recognizing the Taoist from yesterday.
He still wore his Taoist robes, now filthy and drenched in sweat, his face pale with fear, dark circles under his eyes from a sleepless night.
Zhouzhou knew immediately what had happened. She kicked her chubby leg in displeasure, pushing him away.
"Don't call me. Who told you not to listen to me?" she pouted, clearly unhappy. He had doubted her abilities, and she was not inclined to forgive him.
The Taoist, tormented by spirits all night, was too terrified to care about dignity and clung to her leg again.
This time, a large foot kicked him away before he could touch her. He rolled away in fright.
Huo Ji'an, stepping out of the car, saw this scene and hurried over, pulling Zhouzhou behind him protectively.