"Name?"
"White Cut."
"Species?"
"Chicken Essence."
"...Forget it, I'll just fill in 'travel agency' for you guys. Age?"
"Two and a half years old!"
Ren Wenwen looked up, locking eyes with the rainbow long-haired girl across from her, but the girl didn't seem to see any problem at all. She confidently repeated, "Two and a half! That's what Master told us!"
Yu Sheng quickly explained from the side, "It's true, it's true. Two years ago, they were still digging up grasshoppers in the field."
Ren Wenwen: "..."
So there she was, sitting across a coffee table from two colorful chicken essences, following the official registration process — everything was going as smoothly as possible (by travel agency standards).
