In the cold house, Ning Xi waited for quite a long time but the owner still had not returned.
After a while, Ning Xi got up and was attracted by the cartoon figures on the table.
Her curious eyes evaluated the cartoon figures, then she smiled. That person still had not changed much, just like living in a two-dimensional world.
"But...these are pretty exquisite." Ning Xi picked up a figure and played with it for a while to kill some time while waiting.
The figure was very lovely. Every millimeter of it seemed like it had been refined to detail, and the style of the character was special, with an arrogant yet lazy posture, both hands holding two very realistic-looking guns.
"I have two guns..."
When Ning Xi accidentally touched a subtle switch on the figure, the cartoon figure suddenly spoke.
Ning Xi was caught off guard and was frightened by this, subconsciously letting go of the figure in her hand.
"I have two guns...one is called 'shoot'..."
"And the other is called...ah!"
