But soon, Dou Dou changed her mind.
Han Qiaoqi casually recounted various legends and mythical tales, captivating Dou Dou.
"Wow, Sister, you're really amazing." Dou Dou couldn't help but exclaim.
"It's not a big deal, thank you for the praise, Little Immortal," Han Qiaoqi replied modestly.
"Little Immortal?" Dou Dou was initially taken aback, then happily said, "That's right, I'm the Little Immortal."
Upon hearing this, Han Qiaoqi instinctively glanced at Xiao Yue.
Xiao Yue pursed her lips and said, "We can't be considered immortals, just ghost gods."
"Potato said that ghost gods are also gods. Oh, you're speaking ill of Potato," Dou Dou immediately shouted loudly.
"I'm not. Don't talk nonsense," Xiao Yue retorted angrily.
"Hm, is that so? I'm going to tell Potato," Dou Dou said triumphantly.
"Suit yourself, go ahead," Xiao Yue replied grumpily.
