Seeing this little fellow trying to provoke him, Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Do you have anything to argue about?"
"Dian Dian!"
The Electric Flying Cat glared, its electric pouches on its cheeks sparking currents, making its round face appear fiercely cute as it swung its paws wildly.
"Chirp."
Spark turned its head to look at the Electric Flying Cat, its gaze calm yet holding an inexplicable intimidation.
In an instant, the Electric Flying Cat seemed to wither like a frost-hit eggplant.
It had a strong premonition that if it continued to provoke this human, it would get quite a beating.
"It seems to be very afraid of your Flame Cloud Falcon?" Zhang Hao noticed the change in the Electric Flying Cat, nudging Chen Yuan's shoulder.
Chen Yuan nodded slightly.
Clearly, the Electric Flying Cat had been subdued by a beating.
