"Master, why are you on the ground?"
The voice came from nowhere—sweet, high-pitched, and slightly scolding.
All heads turned.
Standing a short distance away was a petite girl, no taller than a teenager, her presence impossibly loud despite her size.
She had long twin ponytails the color of autumn leaves, vibrant orange strands flowing behind her like fiery ribbons.
Her large, matching orange eyes blinked with exaggerated innocence as she stared at the disheveled elder.
She wore a small, tightly-fitted robe with sleeves far too big for her frame, giving her an odd mix of martial competence and comedic charm.
Slung across her back was a massive bazooka-like contraption—crudely painted red and decorated with tiny turtle shell patterns.
It looked absurdly oversized compared to her small build, and yet she carried it like it weighed nothing.
Hei Long raised an eyebrow as the system information appeared.
[Name: Bai Luoluo]
[Love Meter: Indifferent]
