As they were talking, the curious little dumpling had already moved closer to the cannon and started examining the "fuse" at the back of the barrel.

"Young Master Chang Jie, may I borrow a light?"

Upon hearing Xiaojiaozi call his name, Chang Jie immediately flew over listlessly.

He answered weakly, "Oh."

As he answered, he spat the cigarette butt out of his mouth.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Jiaozi immediately lit the fuse with a cigarette butt, then picked up Chang Jie, who was even bigger than herself, and ran away.

"Everyone cover your ears! They're about to fire!"

However, the treasure the young general gave him was truly despicable... the fuse burned way too fast:

It was faster than the cheap fireworks we set off; so fast that no one had time to cover their ears before it was gone in a flash.

Then came a deafening roar, like a midnight thunderclap.

Anyone who didn't know better would think an atomic bomb had exploded in their bed.

Amidst the deafening roar, colorful ribbons sprayed out of the cannon.

The ribbons fluttered in the wind, forming a line of crooked, large characters.

Hahaha, were you startled? Did you wet your pants?

Yay! Yay! Yay!

At the end of the text, there was also an emoji of a hand pulling at an eyelid...

"This...that's it?!" Zhao Youliang exclaimed in astonishment.

“Well, it’s over…” Li Mao said dejectedly.

"You're all too young, you don't understand the young general's wickedness... Greatness, he's the master of the Mohist school, how could his works be so simple!" Old Master Huang Zuo scoffed at this...