Eyes Rolling?
Editor: Henyee Translations
She might as well summon her ethereal consciousness and manifest it to open the versatile food box, retrieving a meat bun from within.
Without any hesitation, she took a bite.
Not needing to vocalize it, the bun was hot and soft, its flavor particularly satisfying. It was no wonder Xiao Lin'er couldn't stop raving about these buns after having just one.
Qiao Mu's gaze softened as thoughts of her tender, affectionate younger sister Li'l Sis crossed her mind.
Her attention shifted to the row of 3000 stone statues, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Finally, an empty space emerged behind the stone sculpture. Aside from the peculiar snake-shaped figure, its form seemingly in a howling stance towards the sky, there stood Aunt-Master Jin, pacing back and forth as if afflicted with ADHD.