"Thanks to [Still Talking Tough] for the meal money. Sis, I think I've seen you over at Xuan Bao's stream before, hehe. You're a Xuan Bao solo stan, right?"
"Thanks to [Has Xuan Bao Fallen Today] for the huge meal money! Thank you, sis. Sis, that was a muddleheaded purchase—Xuan Bao has fallen, but not completely. Her chances of qualifying are still huge. Otherwise, why would Xuan Bao put on a show for everyone of getting blown up by Evocation? Hehe."
"Thanks to [Sister Mouthy Has a Soft Mouth] for the huge meal money! Sis, muddleheaded spending. This round, all I can say is that Xuan Bao's throw was rather pretty..."
Jiang Han was busy thanking people for gifts when the two guests beside her created a bit of a show.
Lin Zhaojun pulled out a pair of sunglasses and a thick gold chain from beneath the desk.
Dorothy, meanwhile, took out a plump black-and-white Cat Lamp from beneath the desk and placed it in front of Jiang Han, facing the camera.
"Huh?"
A Lin put the sunglasses and gold chain on the Cat Lamp, then cleared her throat. "Cat, what do you think about Xuan Bao's mistake this round?"
The cat let out a meow-howl and patted its belly. "She played as badly as meow-howl Cat Han! Meow-hahahahaha!"
Dorothy spoke in a sarcastic sing-song beside them:
"This is a truth-telling Cat Lamp, awooo. Looks like even a cat can tell the sisters' true strength, awooo."
The two women and the Cat Lamp exchanged looks, then burst into meow-hahahaha, woof-woof laughter.
Jiang Han was completely dumbfounded.
"Don't stir things up, don't stir things up, sisters. Talk more next round, awooo. I'll count the money I made from drawing blood from Xuan Bao's fans first."
Jiang Han chose to shift the