What!
They ran!
Long Jianni regretted it to death this time. The God Demon Axe was gone. If Ling Yun came back, how was she supposed to explain this to him?
Let them run, then. It wasn't a big deal. The spirit stones were all in her hands anyway.
"Auntie, are you angry?"
The little one suddenly sat up and stared at Long Jianni with her gray, darting eyes.
"No."
Long Jianni really was angry, but not at the little ones. She was angry at her own uselessness. She had failed to persuade them, and she couldn't come up with those three hundred thousand Top-grade Spirit Stones either.
"Then why do your eyes... why are they like that?"
The little one imitated Long Jianni's angry expression, rolling her eyes and then suddenly widening them. Her imitation was both adorable and silly.
"Pfft!"
Even the usually serious Long Jianni suddenly burst out laughing. Did this child have to be so cute?
The auction was about to begin, but Ling Yun and Long Yanran still had not arrived. Even Zhao Xin had disappeared without anyone knowing where he had gone.
Long Jianni muttered to herself, "Where did they all go? Weren't they going to auction something else?"
The little one heard her too and said in her babyish voice, "My papa still hasn't come. Should I drag him out? Hmph..."
Beibei clapped her hands and shouted, "Sure, sure! Handsome Uncle isn't here, so it's no fun."
Little Irene recalled the scene in the Monster Domain where the little one had dragged Ling Yun out with one hand and couldn't help bursting into laughter.
Sure enough!
The little one had used her trick again—clean, simple, and direct.
At that moment, the little one dragged Ling Yun out of a black hole, as if