"This one, this one, and this one!"
"One, two, three... four? State Preceptor, you've counted one too many."
"Fool! Besides these four, wrap the rest up for this State Preceptor! Quickly send them to my bedchamber, and don't let other frogs see them."
Long Pingjiang followed alongside the Old Toad, recording everything one by one. He glanced up and helplessly reminded, "State Preceptor, the King said you can only take three items from inside, the rest must go into the Dragon Palace Treasure Vault."
"Are you deaf or blind? Even undeveloped tadpoles in the Great Marsh are smarter than you, and little frogs with tails are more clever." Old Toad flew into a rage, shouting loudly, "The Water Lord made it clear, I am to pick out three things I don't want! The rest are mine."
"It's to pick three things to go, State Preceptor, you heard wrong."
"Confused! Confused! Are you the State Preceptor or am I? There's only one rule in the Dragon Palace: the State Preceptor is never wrong!"
