Although Yun Ran had already spoken, Thunderbolt and the other secret guards still felt that they could not accept these things shamelessly.
"Miss Yun Ran, the immortal-grade fruits you rewarded us with previously are already very precious, so we really can't take these things from Sweetcake."
Seeing that the secret guards didn't want her "little gifts", the little packrat in Mo Beiyuan's arms blinked her big black eyes and asked in a childish voice, "Uncle Secret Guards, do you not like the little gifts Sweetcake gave you?"
The secret guards were dumbfounded.
How were these "little gifts"?
Mo Beiyuan could not bear to see his little packrat unhappy. He immediately said coldly, "If anyone refuses again, go and receive your punishment."
His Sweetcake had painstakingly moved these things back, but these people actually didn't want them. Did they want to make his little packrat cry?
