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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHe looked in the direction Zhang was pointing, and when he saw that the one competing for the same prize was just a six-year-old boy, his expression darkened. “Are you kidding me? That boy is only six. No child below the age of 10 has the competency to play this game with stringent rules! Even the gun is too heavy for him to use properly!”

nHe could not help but doubt her. “You didn’t make it easier for him just because he looks delicate and adorable, right?”

n“Nonsense. How would I? He is indeed young, but I assure you that he’s very capable. That child did not cheat. He did pop 30 balloons in 60 seconds for a total of 320 points.”

n“Impossible!” His face looked askance. “This customer of mine is a military academy graduate. He is extremely skilled at shooting, yet he only popped 20 balloons for a total of 300 points!”

n“… I’m not lying.”

nHow could he believe that? Shaking his head, he conferred, “Hey. This customer is hard to deal with. He especially brought his girlfriend here, and since she laid eyes on this toy panda, it’s obvious that he would want to make her happy by getting it. He only cleared the game after playing for a few times. It’s just a kid over on your end; he’s definitely easier to deal with! Why not persuade him into picking another prize?”

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nYichen waited on one spot for a while, but when he caught sight of the staff bringing the toy panda over to another area, he reacted in agitation as he hurried over to stop the man.

n“That panda is my prize; where are you taking it?”

nHe laughed awkwardly. “Kid, this big brother also completed the game. Just choose another prize, okay?”

n“NO!” Yichen replied firmly. “This toy is my present to my younger brother. I won it fair and square, so it is rightfully mine. Isn’t that stated in your rules?”

nHe was rendered speechless.

n“Kid, move aside. This is no place for you to speak!” A young man came up to him. He was not endowed with an outstanding appearance, yet his eyes held a supercilious look. Moving to stand before him, he flashed him a disdainful gaze before he shooed him away.

n“Am I talking to you?” Yichen’s brows knitted in indifference.

n“Kid, you’re a daredevil, aren’t you?”

nThe young man was obviously agitated by Yichen’s disregard. “I won this prize from the game. What has this got to do with you?”

nYichen calmly replied, “This has got everything to do with me. I won the game too.”

n“Ha ha! Kid, you’re pulling my leg, aren’t you?” He guffawed. He seemed to have heard an outrageous joke. Eventually, he sternly spoke, “Just you? A boy who has just weaned off baby milk? You know how to use a gun? Don’t kid yourself, boy!”

n“What a short-sighted person – just like a frog in a well.” Yichen used this idiom he had recently learned to criticize the man.

nThe young man’s mouth visibly twitched in the corners upon hearing that statement. If he were not in front of so many people, he would not repress from smacking the little boy on the forehead!

nThe female staff spoke weakly, “This child did clear the game! He truly did…”

nHe threw her a glare. “You think I’m easily deceived, right? Who is this kid to you? Why do you want to shield him? I’m a customer here. Since I’ve cleared the game, I have the right to the prize, haven’t I?”

n“I’m not shielding this little boy!”

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