"That's it."
Chen Yi looked at the trail of rice grains stretching across the ground and knew he had found the right path. Clapping his hands together, he said:
"Let's transform, turn into mice."
Yin Weiyin's face revealed a trace of shock, but after hesitating for a moment, she chose to trust Chen Yi. She pulled a talisman from her sleeve and stuck it onto Chen Yi.
"Transform."
With the chanting of the spell, smoke began to billow and bubble up. As the white haze dissipated, a clothed male mouse appeared on the ground.
Seeing his appearance, Yin Weiyin blinked in amazement and studied him intently for quite a while.
Chen Yi tilted his head up at the female crown. She now appeared as a colossal figure, her face filled with curiosity as she observed him. Worried about delays, he urged:
"Squeak squeak!"
The female crown couldn't help herself and burst out laughing.
The tiny mouse was somehow… endearingly cute.
