Little Taotie spread out her small hands earnestly, starting to count on her fingers: "First point, if it weren't for me and Huahua, would you think Uncle Tie is already dead?"
"Yes, I can't deny that."
Little Taotie's lips curled up slightly, and her little dimple appeared faintly.
She counted her second finger, smiling: "Second point, you don't believe what I said, and I brought Ghost Enforcer Uncle as a witness, don't you owe me a favor?"
"Well... barely, I guess."
"What's 'barely,' it obviously counts!"
Little Taotie glared at him angrily.
Her gaze lacked lethality, cute and fiercely cute, round and shiny, but rather soft and adorable.
"Heh—"
"Why are you laughing! Be serious, no laughing!" Little Taotie puffed up angrily.
She counted her third finger, lowering her voice: "Although we hope for the third possibility, that Uncle Tie is not dead, we cannot rule out that the first two possibilities are completely invalid. What if a sudden situation occurs?"
