Do you like sweets? The kind that's too sweet.
Rock sugar, brown sugar, white sugar, maltose, marshmallows, sugar candied haws of sugar!
Boss, pack it up, I want it all.
Master, stop it, the sect has run out of money. If this continues, everyone will no longer be able to afford the northwest wind.
Oh, really? Boss, please pack it up and send it to Tang Shuimen later.
Tang Yishui, the head of the Tang Shui Sect, is eighteen years old... Plus six hundred years old, and looks sixteen. She loves to eat sweets, and sweets are her life! She wears a cute face all day long and deceives ignorant boys and girls. She is an out-and-out childlike old woman.
A nameless monster with unknown origins. He doesn't like sweets and likes to feed Tang Yishui the sweets he doesn't like. The homeless people stayed in Tangshuimen, eating and drinking.
From the first to the ninth day of the lunar month, Tang Shuimen disciples.
Master, you should collect this monster quickly, otherwise he will eat up all the remaining food, and we will have to drink from the northwest wind!
Master, please ascend to immortality as soon as possible. The disciples really cannot afford to support you!
Master, please let us go as soon as possible. We will have a safe journey.
Concept: Everyone has something they want to protect. The seemingly relaxed surface hides an unknown heaviness.
