"Anuan, do you want to go with us to collect some purple fruits?" Ge Ye barged into the cave like a cannonball, pulling Ji Nuan out of the meat heap.
Lifting her hands covered in salt, Ji Nuan's face was full of helplessness: "I say, missy, can you slow down a bit?"
Looking at Ji Nuan's raised hand covered in grime, Ge Ye stuck out her tongue playfully: "Hehe~ let's go! Purple fruits are about to fall! If they fall on the ground, they'll crack open and we won't be able to use them to decorate the cave!"
At this, Ji Nuan slapped herself on the head, leaving a greasy handprint on her forehead which looked quite comical.
How could she forget such an important thing as the purple fruits? She really had the brain of a Humming Beast!
Ge Ye grabbed Ji Nuan's greasy hand: "What are you doing? Why are you hitting yourself?"
Ji Nuan was too anxious to answer her question, and hurriedly asked: "Where are Chief Ge Xing and Aunt Shaman?"
