He stood there like a badly carved statue made by someone who had only heard the word greed but never seen a living example before.
Bai Lingling sat there smiling and said sweetly, "My temperament is very strange. As long as people leave me alone, I can actually be quite easygoing. Once they irritate me, though, my tolerance becomes so low that it practically starts digging underground."
The shop owner's eyes widened in terror.
He wanted to scream.
He wanted to run.
He wanted to fall flat and apologize.
Unfortunately, the only thing still working on his body was his face.
And even that was not working very well.
Bai Lingling then crooked one finger.
The shop owner's body jerked backward.
The next moment, he slammed down onto his knees so hard that the sound cracked through the room like a board breaking.
The pain exploded immediately.
His bones nearly filed a complaint right there.
Sweat poured down his face at once.
