"Honestly, it's not special at all. You don't know how noisy this pig is!"
Su Pan'er acted like she couldn't stand it anymore and tucked behind her ears.
"Ahem, well, that's not hard to imagine!"
Although Qin Yi didn't understand what the pig was saying, seeing its incessantly squealing mouth, he could understand Pan'er's frustration.
"But, does it really know where the treasure is?"
Qin Yi's gaze on the little Bama pig was full of doubt.
"Who knows? For all we know, its so-called treasure might just be a grassy field covered with green grass."
Su Pan'er shrugged, remaining ambivalent.
On second thought, that's quite possible indeed! Especially when you remember the little Bama pig's infatuation with the Green lemon grass in the backyard of the Su Family, this notion seems increasingly plausible.
The two couldn't help but share a laugh!
The little Bama pig leading the way in front heroically and spiritedly couldn't help but look back.