The Fat Catfish nodded, its barbels pointing at the Mirage Insect in the Toad's hand.
The Toad was quite reluctant to part with it.
The Mirage Insect was an exceptionally rare creature at the bottom of the water, and it had cost the Toad a pretty penny to trade for it from another Great Demon.
It was extremely satisfying to smell it before going to sleep each night.
Seeing the Toad's indecision, the Fat Catfish quickly pointed at the exquisitely beautiful small boat nearby.
The struggle between love for the boat and dreams ensued back and forth.
"Fine, here you go," said the Toad.
The Toad stretched out its webbed foot and shook off the Big Fatty Insect, which the Fat Catfish caught with its head.
The Big Fatty Insect curled up into a ball, shivering and not daring to resist.
Just when the Fat Catfish got its prize and was about to slip away, the Toad pulled it over to a hexagonal prism.
"What's this?" the Toad asked.
