Thud.
The mask slipped from Xie Fang's hand, his fingers trembling slightly.
"Are you okay?" The vendor turned to him, confusion lacing his voice. "If you don't like it, don't buy it. Why throw it?"
The little rabbit shook his head. He picked up the mask and placed it back on the table. As for the one on his face, he kept it. Taking something out, put it in the table and dashed away at full speed.
"Hey!" Jing picked up the item left behind by the strange customer and examined it. Suddenly, his eyes widened, disbelief flashing across his face as he burst into laughter.
"L-look, Chang! I hit the jackpot! Hahaha…"
Chang's gaze fell on the small bottle in Jing's hand. It was filled with a brown liquid—honey.
Honey was an extremely precious commodity in the beast world, even more valuable than sleeping powder because of the rarity of bees.
