Little Taotie's little face puffed up, like a ballooned little pufferfish. Shen Cang reached out and poked the girl's cheek, ruthlessly saying, "You've gained weight."
Little Taotie: "!!!"
Seeing the girl's eyes round and bright, like a galaxy churning up a storm, Shen Cang smiled mischievously.
Little Taotie, fiercely cute: "Head Grandpa is bad!"
"Bad? Well, I've never said I'd be a good grandpa. Being a bad grandpa isn't bad either."
Little Taotie pouted and glared at him, muttering: "I won't copy..."
"Won't copy?" Shen Cang's face hardened: "Then I'll lock you in the Ancient Castle. You'll only be let out when you finish copying."
Little Taotie jumped in shock: "This is illegal detention!"
"Oh! You sure know a lot."
"Hmph!"
"Alright, if you don't want to copy, there's another way. I'll ask you a question, and if your answer satisfies me, I might spare you."
"What question?" Little Taotie was extremely vigilant, fearing Head Grandpa might set a trap.
