Ruoruo was a spiritual grass that had just transformed into a human form. What was tragic was that she was being dragged by the back of her collar by a little kid, who said a bunch of nonsense words to her before she even understood a word, and was ruthlessly left in the human world.
"Is it okay if I don't go?" Ruoruo said pitifully with a sad face. "Will you try grinding again?" The child said through gritted teeth, narrowing his golden eyes. "..." Looking at the boss's expression as if he wanted to devour him, Ruoruo thought to herself, is this a debt I owe? Is this not a blood debt?
Purpose: Learn to grow