Small Things Reveal the Big Picture

Sister Ying's eyes widened as if she'd seen a ghost. In an incredulous voice, she called out,

"What toad?"

"Ahem! Um, Sister Ying, it's me, Jing Yan! Not a toad..."

"I know it's you. I'm asking if you don't have a mirror in your room. Should I send you one?"

"Thanks for your concern, Sister Ying! Please, do make sure they put a mirror in my room!"

"..."

Smack!

Sister Ying raised her hand and slapped the flower out of Jing Yan's right hand.

As Jing Yan let go, she snatched the 82 Roses.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly, a chill radiating from her.

"Good toad. You know to bring flowers, so I'll accept them. You can go back to your game now."

"But, Sister Ying, I haven't eaten yet... Also, Houtian Realm Martial Artists in the game get one prison point a day. I checked the menu yesterday, and today I want to order a glass of 82 Red Wine. Here's the glass!"

As he spoke, Jing Yan even swirled the wineglass with an air of refinement. The veins in Sister Ying's forehead twitched.

Ever since this guy came to Sea Fish City, his treatment had improved by leaps and bounds. He was getting more and more carried away.

With a smack, Sister Ying snatched the glass away, then kicked Jing Yan back into his cell.

"Misusing your points? No food for you today!"

She slammed the door shut, and Jing Yan immediately started pounding on it from inside.

"Sister Ying, what about the mirror? Don't forget to bring one to my room!"

"Enough already!"

Sister Ying's face darkened. She tossed the wildflowers to the ground, stamped on them a few times, then stormed off.

Once Sister Ying had left, Jing Yan rubbed his rumbling stomach and