C183 That's Not a Trap

"Let's play..." A little finger pointed at the spear in Leng Ye's hand. He lowered his little face, and only a pair of small black eyes looked at the rough face in front of him. He was not afraid, nor panicked. His eyes were filled with hope.

"Kid, this is not a toy."

The small mouth flattened, and it did not hide the disappointment in its eyes.

"I... I... I've wrapped it