The old man bristled with anger as he glared at his good-for-nothing granddaughter, pointed toward the tour guide, and said:
"Isn't it all to feed you ungrateful youngsters?! Not one of you studies properly. The mage profession has fallen on hard times! And do you think ten bucks is nothing?! It's freezing out here, and the roads are awful. If Winter Spring Valley didn't still have its reputation, do you think anyone would pay ten bucks to trek all the way here for a visit?!"
The thought only made him angrier. Fuming, he hoisted his granddaughter up and unleashed a barrage of smacks on her bottom.
"And another thing! I told you to make a few videos online to promote Winter Spring Valley's ancient history. But you! Not only did you fail to make any decent videos, you even entered the wrong address!"
"Since when was Winter Spring Valley in the Arctic Volcano Crater?!"
"I heard it on the news! There are still dozens of mage enthusiasts on a pilgrimage wandering around the Arctic! We finally got some people interested in Winter Spring Valley, and by now they've probably become penguin food! Damn it!"
Smack, smack, smack-
Smack, smack, smack-
The little girl shrieked, her arms and legs flailing under the blows, but since it was her own grandfather, she had no way to fight back.
"Stop! Stop hitting me, Grandpa! I was wrong! I won't do it again! Waaaah! Please let me go!"
Smack, smack, smack-
Finally.
Only after thoroughly disciplining his ungrateful granddaughter did he lower the o(╥﹏╥)o little porcelain doll, who was clutching her mage hat, still bristling with anger.
Still, she was his granddaughter, so he couldn't really hit her too hard.
But what else could he do?
She was such a little terror!
His granddaughter