Fu Xing paid no attention to it.
But the little round ball was not discouraged, it followed Fu Xing around persistently, even daring to shamelessly snap photos when Fu Xing was changing clothes. When caught, it immediately acted innocent.
If it weren't for his father's beloved mecha, Fu Xing would have forced it into hibernation long ago.
"I'll just tell you the secret, then! Someone's got their eye on your lady."
Fu Xing turned sharply, his eyes shining with a dangerous light, "Who?"
"That Meisfield Family kid named Mervin. I know their family's mecha. I bumped into it in the main brain space, and its mecha was boasting to me! Saying that its little master has taken a fancy, has found a girl he likes. Humph! Wishful thinking, trying to compete with the Fu Family's men for a woman, impossible!"
At the critical moment, the little round ball immediately forgot the 'deep hatred' of having its name stripped away, showing a sense of solidarity as if it were the true master.
