Little Meat Bun stood on someone's shoulder, fully utilizing the sense of balance he had honed from practicing on the Plum Blossom Piles, standing as steady as could be!
The little folding fan waved gently as Little Meat Bun, Gu Ze, squinted at the crowd before him, his chubby little face extremely serious!
"What are you spacing out for! Get him down!" Housekeeper Yan was the first to come back to his senses, and he yelled at his subordinate who Little Meat Bun was standing on.
This evildoer had escaped their control in the blink of an eye, not only had he escaped, but he was also riding on top of their heads, which, for Housekeeper Yan, was undoubtedly a great humiliation!
"Hmph, hmph!" Little Meat Bun, Gu Ze, shook his delicate bathing-beauty folding fan and put on the air of a dashing Young Master, then coldly snorted twice and said, "Stop yelling, if he could move, I wouldn't be standing this steady, would I?"
