Little Spirit Mouse
編輯: Misty Cloud Translations
In his eyes, that coldness was not just limited to her aura, but more of a sharp killing intent ingrained within. He would not dare to provoke such a person.
Leng Shuang walked forward with Ye Feifei, looking at the stalls around them. Leng Shuang said, "It's hard to find a good dagger in a place like this."
"It's alright, if you find a good one, buy it, if not, forget it." Ye Feifei smiled and asked, "Leng Shuang, do you have anything you want to buy?"
Leng Shuang shook her head: "No."
"If I see something interesting, beautiful or fun, I always can't help myself but want to buy it back, even if I can't use it, I'll keep it." Ye Feifei continued chattering and said: "So I'm quite happy to come here. There are many things sold here that I haven't seen before."
As she was talking, she suddenly stopped and looked at a stall not far away, where a cage was set up, containing a dozen mice, each about the size of an egg.