As soon as Little Taotie spoke, the empty bowl in front of her refilled, filled to the brim with ice sugar pear soup.
Little Taotie blinked, her little dimple sinking, sweeter than the ice sugar pear soup. She jogged to the barrier, stretched her arms on the barrier as if giving it a big hug.
"Thank you, Barrier Brother!" Her sweet voice chirped, full of joy.
Ripples appeared on the barrier again, showing the caption: Cute, I'll refill it if it's not enough!
"Okay! Barrier Brother is so nice!" Little Taotie gave the barrier a kiss: "Smack!"
The barrier shivered, almost out of control.
The Great Elder, who was feeding the young girl in the glazed skirt soup, sensed something, frowned, and looked towards the void, his face becoming stern: "Who dares to spy on the Lion Tribe's ancestral land?!"
He smashed his cane down.
The cane hit the ground without hitting anyone.
Ripples appeared on the barrier again, with the caption: Young ladies should be reserved!
