Given Seventh Sister's usual personality, whenever Grandpa gets something good, she'd be the first to want to take a look. If she doesn't let Grandpa into the house tonight, it'll arouse suspicion.
Seventh Sister reluctantly opened the door and awkwardly smiled, "Grandpa, what treasure did you get? Come in quickly and let me see."
The Old Groundhog was holding a Han Baiyu dragon and phoenix jade pendant, smugly walking into Seventh Sister's room. Upon entering, he suddenly froze, sniffing the air, "What's that smell? There's a stranger's scent here."
Hidden in the wardrobe, Xu Xiangbei was secretly amazed. The Old Groundhog truly lived up to his nickname; his nose was as sharp as a mouse's, able to detect the scent of a person on him.
Seventh Sister retorted, "Grandpa, what stranger? Familiar face. We're not Cannibal Race, we don't eat people."
Old Groundhog chuckled awkwardly, "I'm just worried that Old Thousand Hands will come to cause trouble."
