"This..."
Feeling utterly unwilling from the bottom of his heart, Big Smoker just couldn't bear to hand over the pet he finally acquired to complete the task — how could that be okay! He struggled with resignation, "There are plenty of black Pet Eggs out there, it doesn't have to be this one..."
"Stop the nonsense, hand it over, I'm giving it back to you later anyway!"
At this moment, Youtong was like a tigress, glowering and puffing her cheeks at Big Smoker, not forgetting to threaten him by raising her little fist.
Big Smoker immediately capitulated, reluctantly handing over the Pet Egg to Youtong, his heart bleeding. This was a descendant of a golden Mudman, with a lineage absolutely genuine; how low could its rank possibly be?
Pity that one can't have the best of both worlds. For that dead Snow Rat, he had to sacrifice his pet. No choice, since Youtong is his girlfriend, right?
"Senior, please check, is this the egg you need?"
