508 Heading to the Tiger Den

"How did you know?" The squirrel demon answered subconsciously. Immediately, it understood what he just did and looked at him, wide-eyed and in panic, "You… You…" It couldn't finish the sentence after a long while, but its eyes became full of water vapor, as though it was going to cry out. After a long while, it asked very carefully, with a crying sound, "Do you… want to buy mushrooms?"

The three, "…" Such poor acting skills. Which school on earth did it graduate from?

It persisted in handing two mushrooms, one red and one white, towards Lonemoon. "Just buy one pair, is that okay? If not, I can give them to you as gifts!" Seeing that they didn't take it, it immediately grew anxious, and then took over the whole basket. "I'll give you all the white ones, it took me a long time to pick them. Just buy one red one… is that okay?"

"No!" He directly pointed out his identity. "You are a demon!"