Can't beat them?
The little white mouse pitifully raised its two tiny paws in a gesture of protecting its head, afraid of being hit.
Nian Shutong had already placed the little white mouse in the palm of her hand. Watching its movements, she asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"I'm afraid the master is unhappy and will hit me."
"Hit you? Just because you said I can't beat them?" Nian Shutong dragged the little mouse, walked to the small square, placed the little mouse on the table, and then sat down opposite it.
"Xiao Bai, today I'll teach you a lesson for free."
"Fighting is about context. Some fights must be fought without regard for life or the disparity of strength, simply because there is a necessary reason to fight."
"Some fights can be fought or not. Especially when there's a big difference in strength, if there's no compelling reason to get involved, then fighting is just foolish!"
"Human, you must try your hardest to preserve yourself."
"Do you understand?"
