When he saw his little mountain of Windspirit Crystals rapidly shrinking, the Green Snake King finally lost control and burst into tears.
"Waaah! Stop it! Stop! My Windspirit Crystals! My chance to become a dragon! Waaah!"
Her sudden wailing startled everyone present, especially the serpent elder who had always revered her.
"My king."
At that moment, old and young alike were sniffling together, while Chen Cheng's hands kept scooping.
Scorpion Lady's jaw nearly hit the floor. She had never expected that scheming woman to cry like a child.
Seeing that Chen Cheng still had not stopped, the Green Snake King cried until she was spent. She glared at him with reddened eyes and said:
"Waaah! I'll remember you! I'll remember you! Waaah!"
The thought of losing her Windspirit Crystals like this still made the Green Snake King choke up.
Chen Cheng felt rather awkward now. With that young, childish voice of hers trembling through her sobs, he felt like some supervillain uncle who had snatched a little girl's lollipop right off the street.
Seeing that the Green Snake King was about to cry again, Chen Cheng thought, I can't deal with this. Why don't you stop crying and threaten me outright? See if I don't beat the gall right out of you.
"Let's go, Scorpion Lady."
Chen Cheng called out and flew off without looking back. Judging by his retreating figure, if the Green Snake King had not known she was the one being robbed, she might have thought she had done something to him.
At the sight of the top of her pile shaved down by a layer, the Green Snake King's grief instantly swelled into a river flowing backward, then burst from her tear ducts.
In truth, Chen Cheng had not taken much—at most a thousandth of that