"Grandpa, how much is this mouse?"
Inside the cage before me were many white hamsters. They looked very cute.
As soon as little Yangyang spoke, the hamsters that had been basking in the sun all huddled together, trembling.
Countless hamsters crowded into a pile in the corner of the cage.
The gray-robed old man's eyes were cloudy. "Spirit Realm Hamsters cost half a spirit stone each. You can take one home as a playmate, and it'll grow up alongside you. It's absolutely worth every penny."
Yangyang clutched the stick of her candied hawthorn. "Grandpa, I don't want to play with them. I just want to find out what these cuter mice taste like..."
At those words, the old man nearly dropped his jaw.
Had he really fallen behind the times?
Had children's hobbies changed that much?
He opened his cloudy eyes and stared at the adorable little girl before him, sounding a little annoyed. "Whose child are you? How can you joke with an old man like this? If you aren't buying, move along. Don't interfere with my business."
Someone nearby immediately chimed in. "She's Ye Qingxian's daughter. You'd better watch yourself."
The old man's hand trembled, but he forced himself to stay calm. "Ye Qingxian's daughter, huh? No wonder she's clever as snow and ice, with such extraordinary bearing."
He held out a little hamster, not mentioning the spirit stones at all. "I don't know what it tastes like. I doubt anyone's ever eaten one."
Yangyang's eyes sparkled with stars as she reached to take the hamster...
Overcome with terror, the little mouse rolled its eyes back, kicked out its legs, and died on the spot.
Yangyang's little hand stopped in midair. In the end, she clapped her hands and walked away without hesitation.
It wasn't that she really