The treasure-hunting mouse, which had been extremely irascible and would rather die than submit, suddenly became obedient and cute. It blinked its eyes and stared at Lin Bai with a burning gaze. To be more precise, it was staring at the pills in his hand.
It was unknown how it had so many small expression. It looked like a cunning spirit.
The treasure-hunting mouse rolled its eyes and jumped onto Lin Bai's hand. It raised its forelimbs in an arc and shook them non-stop. Then it wagged its tail, and like a small light bulb, it began to dance rhythmically.
The little expressions, together with its body movements and language, made people wonder if it had become a sly fox a long time ago. Little Green and the others were dumbfounded. The speed at which it changed its face was too fast. It didn't look like the same mouse at all.
