Rat Immortal sat securely in its broad sedan chair.
Its two little paws were tucked over its belly, and the short whiskers at the corners of its mouth bobbed up and down. With so many wrinkles on its face, Zheng Qing could not quite tell whether the fat, ball-like rat had its eyes open or narrowed. It simply sat there in the sedan chair and explained unhurriedly:
"You want a suitable gimmick, but you don't want to provoke trouble with that little girl from the Qingqiu Su Family... Easy enough. I can provide you with one."
"You can claim that this little shop has obtained exclusive trading rights with the ratfolk of First University."
"This gimmick won't have much less impact than that little girl from the Su Family..."
Zheng Qing tugged at the corner of his mouth, wearing an awkward yet polite smile.
Who knew what those broad-bean-sized rat brains were thinking? Where did they get the confidence to think their influence could compare to Su Shijun, the Number One Beauty of the Wizarding World?
Was this the difference between a broad-bean-sized brain and a fist-sized one?
Compared with the young scholarship student's restraint, the other young wizards beside him were far more casual. Li Meng rolled her eyes and let out a long snort through her nose, voicing her skepticism toward Rat Immortal's words; Fatty Xin desperately pursed his lips, trying to find a balance between his conscience and being a qualified businessman; even Jiang Yu frowned slightly, expressing just the right amount of doubt about the rat's claims.
But when all was said and done, Rat Immortal's proposal, though somewhat conceited, was not a bad suggestion.
Its influence on the Wizarding World might indeed be limited. But on Puji Island and at First University, the ratfolk hidden