When Miss Marlene said the word "sisters," Yu Sheng immediately noticed Eileen's tense body relax somewhat—the little doll's relief was plain to see.
Apparently, this little thing wasn't completely heartless after all.
From an angle no one would notice, Miss Marlene turned her head slightly toward Yu Sheng, and the two of them exchanged a swift glance.
Eileen had already risen to her feet. Overcome with excitement, she grabbed the living doll's hand. "Really? Sister! I told you I was an Alice doll! I've loved Alice dolls my whole life, but people just kept refusing to believe me. Only one of our own can understand another of our own!"
The little shorty shook Miss Marlene's hand like a spin dryer, so Miss Marlene hurriedly seized her own wrist with her other hand and spoke up. "Calm down first. Calm down. My wrist isn't very sturdy..."
"Oh, right, I forgot." Eileen quickly let go, then saw Miss Marlene examining her wrist joint and couldn't help chattering again. "Then your hand really should be repaired. Why don't you have Yu Sheng make you a new one too? Let me tell you, this body of mine was made by mixing Spirit Fox Profound Iron with Otherworld building materials. Normally, I charge it with 220 volts, and in emergencies, I can even leech off those immortals' tribulations..."
Miss Marlene seemed to freeze again.
But this time, she was only dazed for a very brief moment. She recovered in less than half a second, and while observing Eileen, casually said, "That does sound quite sturdy... Could I see the oil painting behind you?"
"The painting?" Eileen was startled. Her first reaction was to turn and look at Yu Sheng, and only after seeing him nod slightly did she turn around and take the frame from