Ye Xuan turned around.

Not far from him stood a little girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. In a light green dress, she showed him a flickering smile.

With a cunning expression like an elf, she ambled toward Ye Xuan. Her smart eyes were rolling flexibly, which made her look very cute.

In her right hand carried a nail hammer. It was not big, just the same size as her arm.

When he saw the nail hammer, Ye Xuan's expression changed ...