The Mouse Emperor Immortal was very warm-hearted. After a simple tea reception, he led them to take a stroll around his vegetable garden.
He just wanted the visitors to see his diligence. According to books, only diligent people are liked, while lazy ones are despised.
"Everyone, this is my vegetable garden. I planted it all by hand."
The Mouse Emperor Immortal proudly introduced the things in his garden. These were all his favorite foods. If someone were to ask him what his greatest accomplishment in life was, he would proudly point to the garden and say, "This vegetable garden."
They are my most prized achievement.
However, what the Mouse Emperor Immortal didn't realize was that their gazes weren't on the vegetables at all—they were fixed on a rake lying off to the side.
"I can guarantee," Xiang Fei whispered, "this rake is definitely a Holy Weapon. The aura it's emitting can't be mistaken."
Lin Fan stepped forward, holding the rake as an introduction popped into his mind.
