A second ago, the Shell Lady was looking pitiful, silently tearing up.
A second later, she was fighting with Little Red over the ownership of the red crystal ball, her hands moving like a blur, screaming continuously as they fought non-stop.
As for where the crystal ball came from.
Naturally, it was synthesized by Chen Shouyi by extracting silica mixed with metal minerals from the soil, colored red and blue, each the size of a soccer ball.
No way around it, his standards have risen, and small ones no longer catch his eye.
Think about how a string of beads could deceive the Shell Lady back then, laboring tirelessly to dig for gold, yet finding joy in it.
And now look at her.
You can only say, from frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is hard.
If he couldn't be self-sufficient, he wouldn't be able to afford it.
Chen Shouyi glanced and then ignored them.
If Little Red wasn't fighting, would it still be Little Red?
He had long since gotten used to it.
