The august crown prince consort of Northern Mo would lack anything but money!
"Even if I gave it to you, you wouldn't be able to provide for it." Qiao Mu deadpanned, pulling out this blade just to stab it at Dou Fengchi's heart of glass again.
Wouldn't be able to provide for it… How precious was it! Everyone studied the little white squirrel silently.
"I've already fed it more than 8000 cores." Our dear Qiao Mu wasn't going to stop until she had shocked people to death with her words!
With this, Dou Fengchi was completely dismayed.
"This small pet doesn't eat other things, only cores?"
"Hm, it does also eat pills that are high-rank and above. It doesn't really like to eat low-rank and mid-rank pills."
Everyone silently shut their mouths and swept the young crown prince consort a disdainful glance: Not bothering to talk with you nouveau riche! They felt so crushed whenever they talked!
