"Since neither of you can tell who's who, then come with me both of you." The mysterious man seemed to have run out of patience. He glanced at the two little girls still competing to declare themselves as Youyou, slapped his thigh, and stood up.
He had seen people eager to escape for their lives, but never anyone rushing to court death like this, especially not two little girls. They sure had guts!
"I told you, I'm Youyou Adolf! Do you not understand what I'm saying? Do whatever you want—kill me if you like, let my elder sister go, or else when the bad daddy comes, I'll make sure he beats you into a pulp!"
Youyou puffed up her cheeks and swung her little hand. The whip snapped heavily in front of the mysterious man.
"Bad daddy?" The mysterious man was taken aback. He reached out to catch her whip and raised an eyebrow. "Even now, you still have the nerve to threaten me. Quite the fiery Little Chili, aren't you?"
