Inside her space, the Mutated Rat King, Bai, held the heart-shaped stone with dazed eyes and a foolish, infatuated expression. Its tail, propped on the ground, swayed and flicked from time to time.
He looked like he was high on something.
Gu Xi estimated the time, and with a flick of her hand, the heart-shaped stone in Bai's arms flew into her palm. But the little rat seemed completely unaware, still swaying its tail foolishly and grinning like an idiot.
Gu Xi glanced at it, her gaze falling to the small stone in her hand.
To be honest, this stone and her own looked completely different, whether in size and shape or in texture and color.
But it was a good thing they were different.
—Li Ming had said that when she was just a newborn, she had held her little stone and licked it for days.
'If her little stone had a similar effect to this one…'
