Ke Shouwang's eyes shifted, and he said, "After all, I brought these ceramic jars, and if I let my people change their order, it seems a bit unfair."
"But I can't trust the Eldest Heir's men either. I see your sister is young, innocent, and adorable, she surely won't deceive us."
"So let's have her help us switch the positions of the jars, and then we'll close our eyes and pick one. Do you think that's feasible?"
Bai Xuanmo's eyes were icy, his thin lips curled into a smile: "As you wish."
Ke Shouwang said to Bai Zhi'er, "Little sister, could you help us out?"
The little one quickly bounced off the chair obediently.
The tuft on her head wobbled with her small steps, making her seem even more clever and cute.
Bai Zhi'er walked up to the ceramic jars and took a peek inside.
"What fat grubs!" She exclaimed, covering her face with both hands, her voice endearing.
Ke Shouwang nearly fainted from anger.
