Lou Lan didn't expect it to be a broken bowl. Only then did she realize that the little girl had been babbling incoherently to trick her, just to retrieve the box.
Lou Lan laughed instead of getting angry: "You're quite clever, using trickery."
Little Taotie quickly shook her head: "No, I'm not. Hurry up and give me the box."
She spread out her small hand.
"I didn't say when I'd give it to you, I'll give it to you when we get back."
"You clearly said you would."
"I'll give it to you when we get back."
"You're using trickery!"
Little Taotie was infuriated.
Lou Lan ignored her and continued to study the broken bowl.
Little Taotie stomped her feet in anger.
Hua Jinyan comforted: "We'll study the box when we get back; the box is really dirty and hard to deal with now."
Little Taotie looked at her white gloves, now entirely filthy.
She disdainfully took off her gloves and changed into a new pair of white gloves.
