Zhang Yuanqing removed the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon from his arm, letting it revert to a palm-sized golden eagle statue, then tossed it to Jiang Jingwei from afar.
"Half a year without seeing you, and you've shot up so fast?" Zhang Yuanqing rubbed Jiang Jingwei's little head. In the first half of the year, Jiang Jingwei had only reached his chest; now she was up to his shoulders.
Kids grew so fast these days, sprouting like chives.
Jiang Jingwei happily stroked the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. As she read its item properties, she rose onto her tiptoes and declared loudly, "After the New Year, I'll be taller than you!"
With one hand on her hip, she raised her pointed chin.
That skinny little frame of yours could use some improvement. Just as Zhang Yuanqing was about to take back the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, Jiang Jingwei bared her canine teeth and chuckled. "I like this item. Give it to me—no, I'll trade you one of my dad's treasures for it."
"I won't trade unless it's a sovereign-grade rule-type item." Zhang Yuanqing named an exorbitant price.
"I'll steal one!" Jiang Jingwei patted her chest and swore solemnly.
"The old man's treasures are all in the magma inside the mountain. All you can get your hands on are the little trinkets in the rooms behind us." The voice was as brisk and forceful as its owner.
Jiang Ju, dressed in a dark red training uniform, strode over. He first snatched the golden dragon from Jiang Jingwei's hand and returned it to Yuanshi Tianzun, then summoned the estate steward. "Prepare a shuttle car."
"A shuttle car?" Watching the steward drive one over, Zhang Yuanqing asked, "Gang Leader Jiang isn't in the estate?"
"My dad's inside the mountain, soaking in hot baths every day." Jiang Jingwei pointed