The group was richly dressed and carried themselves with extraordinary poise. The moment they appeared, they drew the attention of every nearby vendor.
When Jiang Yanchuan stopped in front of his stall, the toy seller's eyes visibly lit up. He casually picked up a rattle drum, spun it twice in the air, and held it out toward Jiang Yingcheng to entice her.
"Little girl, do you like this?"
Jiang Yingcheng looked up from the screenful of information and glanced blankly at the toy the man was holding.
The instant she got a clear look at the rattle drum, her little cheeks puffed up in anger!
She let out a drawn-out "Eww-," her disdain written plainly across her face: [You're the one who plays with rattle drums! Your whole organization plays with rattle drums!]
The vendor froze, then asked tentatively, "Then how about this?"
Jiang Yingcheng looked utterly indifferent: [Just a pop-pop-thump. Hah-]
[Chengcheng isn't a one- or two-year-old baby anymore! You're still trying to sell me such childish toys?!]
She was almost four!
[Don't you rebels get any training before starting work?!]
Then she lifted her chin toward the little wooden tiger on the stall and said with regal pride and icy elegance, "That little tiger is reasonably cute."
The vendor: "..."
When the vendor failed to respond for some time, Jiang Yingcheng urged, "Let Chengcheng have a look!"
Why wasn't he reacting at all?!
The vendor: "..."
It wasn't that he didn't want to react. It was just-
Anyone suddenly surrounded by a crowd staring at them with shining eyes would be stunned for a while, right?!
Jiang Yingcheng followed the vendor's gaze and looked back. The moment she turned her head, she came face-to-face with several vastly exaggerated grins looming close.
The instant the ministers who could hear