The stall owner's face lit up. He hurriedly opened the cage and said to Zhong Yi.
"All the Sweet Dream Cats in this cage are cheap. If you don't want to buy this one, you can pick another."
"Like I said before, no refunds or exchanges after payment."
"If you choose this one, you can't come back and make a scene!"
The stall owner had originally been eager to offload the ugly runt, a whole size smaller than the others, but he had a second thought. This particular heterochromatic Sweet Dream Cat was truly unaffected by the others' Spiritual Force Fields.
He had a large batch of inferior Sweet Dream Cats to get rid of in the next few days. He didn't want this young man to buy the cat, discover it couldn't help him sleep, and then come back to argue for a refund, which would disrupt his business for days.
Hearing the stall owner's words, the small, weed-like furball couldn't help but shrink back again.
