"Good giant... boo hoo hoo... there are bad insects trying to bite me."
Shell Lady tugged at Chen Shouyi's pant leg, crying and loudly complaining.
Chen Shouyi, who was about to turn back, almost stepped on her.
"Alright, alright, where is the insect?" Chen Shouyi quickly stopped, asking impatiently.
It was obvious that she was fake crying.
"Over there, it's stealing my nectar, so fierce." Shell Lady pointed her little finger at the flower cluster nearby: "Good giant, quickly kill it."
Chen Shouyi walked over to take a closer look and was speechless; the insect wasn't much bigger than a fly.
He glanced at Shell Lady, thinking how she was such a waste for being so big!
...
This poor little insect, bothering no one, was still obliviously fluttering in the flowers, planning to gather enough nectar for the winter, unaware of the impending doom.
The next moment, it was pinched by Chen Shouyi's fingers and instantly crushed into pulp.
"Good giant, you're amazing."
