Stinky Chicken, Fry Fry Fry, Guga!

The All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament opened tomorrow, and Heaven Dou City was more than twice as lively as usual.

Soul Guidance Lamps along both sides of the main street were hung with banners of every color, golden lion flags alternating with white platinum-cross flags. The market was packed with Soul Masters and spectators from all over. Shoppers stood in long lines, while a crowd gathered outside the gambling den to study the odds.

Lin Yuan and his group left Linyuan Pavilion and strolled down the market's main street.

Seven Gugas walked ahead. Guga pumped her little legs and charged at the front, eager to investigate everything she saw.

Bai Chenxiang and Yang Qiumo walked at the back of the group.

Guga stopped short, caught Lin Yuan's trouser leg with a tiny hand, and tugged hard toward a roadside stall selling candied hawthorns.

"That, that, Guga!"

The other Gugas heard her and turned toward the stall as one. Beside it stood a pastry stall, with osmanthus cakes and mung bean cakes stacked in neat rows. The Gugas turned to Lin Yuan and gazed at him with pleading eyes.

Lin Yuan looked down at the little hand gripping his trouser leg, then at the pairs of sparkling eyes.

"All right, all right. I'll buy you some."

He walked up to the two stalls and took out his money pouch.

"The candied hawthorns and all these cakes. I'll take everything."

The woman selling candied hawthorns was middle-aged. She looked at Lin Yuan, then at the little creatures beside his feet with their heads tipped up, and froze.

"Young man, that's a lot. Can you finish it all?"

Guga planted her hands on her hips and lifted her chin.

"This little bit, Guga?"

Guga stood on tiptoe, but even after stretching