Artist...
Hehe.
He really shouldn't have softened his heart and taken in a silly Demon Beast.
How could he have felt at ease leaving Duoka and Silly Tong together this morning?
Uncle Karl's forehead vein was constantly pulsing as he held back the urge to give the Little Raccoon a good beating, then picked her up.
Jia Xitong just felt the scenery flip upside down.
The scenery didn't suddenly flip, but her back legs were lifted.
Uncle Karl carried her into the house and placed her on the table. He casually tossed a shiny object at her, which then turned into several lines that tightly wrapped and pinned her to the table.
This scene reminded her of when she was in the real world and accidentally saw a picture online of a little mouse with limbs tied, about to have its balls snipped with scissors.
"Uncle Karl, I mean… this shouldn't be done!"
Uncle Karl ignored her, manipulated the formula with his left hand, and golden light flashed.
