Going Through the Motions

Five vicious werewolves wolfed down the fragrant meat buns. The Snow City residents watching nearby swallowed one after another, but not a single one came up to Wang Zhifan's cart to buy anything. That surprised him a little.

These people all look half-starved. How can every last one of them resist the meat buns? Not even one exception?

As he pondered this, Xiaobai, the fox at the front of the cart, sensed that something was wrong and called out, "One free steamed bun for every new customer! Come try one!"

The Snow City residents snapped to attention. They pushed past the five werewolves eating their meat buns and crowded around the cart, nearly knocking Xiaobai over.

"Line up. You'll each get a bun in turn."

Wang Zhifan swept his gaze over the crowd. He did not speak loudly, but his voice carried enough authority that they formed a line on their own. After all, they had just watched him subdue five vicious werewolves by uncanny means.

Seeing the customers fall into line, Xiaobai immediately took charge of handing out steamed buns at the cart. Xiaobai grew more practiced with each one, while Little Little White patrolled back and forth along the queue like a puppy, seemingly keeping order in its own way.

One Snow City resident after another took a bun and left the cart. Most were ravenous, stuffing the buns into their mouths as though they meant to choke themselves.

Some were crafty enough to finish their bun and hurry to the back of the line, hoping to get another for free.

But that would not work on Wang Zhifan. He remembered exactly who had already received one.

"That man already got one. Don't give him another."

A ragged man had just reached the cart and was about to