Qin Shou rubbed his hands together eagerly and said, "Well, you don't need to worry about that. Come here, get into my bowl quickly, let I have a taste of what this Purple Gold Flower Mink tastes like. I've grown so big, yet I have never worn mink before."
The Purple Gold Flower Mink, seeing Qin Shou rubbing his hands and approaching, had legs that turned to jelly with fear. Yet, it still maintained a defiant tone to uphold its last bit of Heavenly God dignity and yelled, "Rabbit, if you don't think for yourself, you should consider your master, no? If you kill me, the Heavenly Court won't just hold you responsible!"
That sentence hit Qin Shou's weak spot, and he stood there, chin in hand, falling into contemplation.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, the Purple Gold Flower Mink hurriedly said, "Don't kill me, there's still room to turn things around."
"Are you sure?" Qin Shou asked with a smile.
