395 The Domineering Guard

After snowing for nearly a day, the weather finally cleared up.

"Brother Store Manager! Brother Store Manager!"

With her unique voice and voice mutations, Little Celery excitedly ran into the store. She looked back and noticed the mat outside the door, went back outside to rub the mud off her soles, and ran into the shop again.

Mud was everywhere on the streets, and every passing vehicle was covered with mud spots. Probably the happiest people on this snowy day were the car wash shop owners. The situation on the sidewalk was not much better, with the young girls walking very slowly, frowning to avoid the running Little Celery, for fear of the mud from her shoes splashing on their clothes.

"What's wrong, Little Celery?" Zhang Zian asked unhurriedly.

"Well..." She noticed that Zhang Zian was strenuously lifting a strange statue. "Wow, what is this?"