I also have no idea how many Three-inch Ding Life Goddesses are in the room; there are so many that it is impossible to count them. These little guys have taken over every place that can hold them, including the beams of the ceiling and the tops of the wall clocks. This room is relatively empty, with few pieces of furniture; it was originally a guest room not in use. So, Dingdang naturally assumed it was the reception room to entertain her sisters.
My sudden appearance, of course, startled these timid and jumpy little ones. They first collectively fell silent for a few seconds, then all at once, the entire room of Three-inch Ding Little Ones started to exclaim!
I closed my eyes, feeling like I've walked into a chaotic marketplace. My previous worries have finally come true: when Dingdang's kind surpasses a thousand in number, you're not far from a nervous breakdown. The way they carry on is just...
