The little girl had already been exhausted by all the exertion, but when she heard Mo Qiong, her eyes lit up. She stubbornly climbed to her feet and rushed into the convenience store.
Although it was only a small shop in the countryside, it was bound to have no shortage of daily necessities. Jars of granulated sugar and rock sugar were lined up one after another.
Small packets of candy were piled up in boxes upon boxes. Dozens of kilograms were displayed in plain sight alone: milk candy, sugar cubes, fruit candy, assorted candy, peanut candy, mint candy—everything imaginable. There was even the long-lost popping candy.
But the little girl paid none of that any mind. She headed straight for the huge bundle of lollipops on the counter.
At least twelve had been bundled together there. The little girl could barely wrap her hands around them, yet she was overjoyed, her brows and eyes brimming with delight.
"Hurry! Any candy will do!" Mo Qiong urged from outside.
The little girl hugged a pile of lollipops, then grabbed the Rainbow Swirl Lollipop she usually wanted to eat but was never allowed to have, and ran out.
By then, Mo Qiong was already in mortal danger outside. One of his legs was badly injured, and he was rolling and crawling across the ground, looking as if he would be finished the next second.
The little girl charged forward with the candy in her arms and shouted, "Sister, Miaomiao's here!"
"Don't come over!" Mo Qiong hurriedly stopped her.
He was desperately showing off against the Ghost of Mount Tai here precisely to keep it from hurting the little girl.
But this little girl was both ignorant and fearless. She stubbornly believed that Mo Qiong was stronger than the monster and was not worried