"Headmistress, we eat fast, we can help you get the spirit ore!" The three sweet potato siblings ran to Xiao Jia's side.
Zhao Xi took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and laughed angrily: "Good idea, I'll sell you all right now and recruit a bunch of little demon cultivators who can pay the entrance fee!"
Looking back, Zhao Xi reflected on how busy she had been these past few days, taking meticulous care of them. She cooked for them, did their laundry, bathed them, and tidied their rooms; she hadn't had a moment to spare.
They're even more caring than your own parents.
Now that the defensive formation is complete, the little ones are still questioning her sincerity, thinking she'll sell them out...
Where does this come from?
So, in their minds, she was an evil human trafficker who took care of them just to sell them for a better price?
She was clearly being sarcastic, but the children didn't understand and lowered their heads dejectedly.
Someone started to sob, and they all began to wail and cry.
"Wow, is the headmistress really going to sell us?"
"Could you help us find someone like you, Headmistress? I don't want to be thrown into the arena... Waaah..."
The crying quickly turned into wailing.
Shanshan flew down from her shoulder and clung to her leg, sobbing. The others followed suit, some clinging to her leg, others hanging around her neck. Shumi was even more outrageous; seeing that Zhao Xixiang's two legs were occupied by her younger siblings, he jumped onto her head and burst into tears, burying his face in front of her wooden hairpin.
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