But Lin Xian naturally had a discerning eye.
The Rhine Cat Dolls placed here were all very cheap mass-produced models that were quite small. They weren't particularly cute, nor were they limited editions, which was why they were put inside the claw machines.
Moreover, the dolls inside the claw machines were sparsely arranged, and the plastic barrier at the exit was so high. It was obviously very difficult to grab a doll — the sign of a greedy owner.
The two walked over.
A mother was trying to grab a toy for her seven or eight-year-old boy. The mechanical claw had just lifted the doll to the top and was about to move sideways to the exit when —
Clack.
The powerless claw loosened, and the just-hooked doll fell back to its original spot, even bouncing a little further away from the exit...
The little boy pouted:
"You can't grab them at all!"
Chu Anqing empathetically nodded, her brows knit together as she looked at Lin Xian:
