Chapter 5 “A Pixiu?” Treasure Bowl’s chubby little face twisted into an expression of deep conflict. “This Pixiu carving looks nothing like the real thing! It’s so ugly—how could it possibly be a Pixiu? It’s, at best, a mishmash of random animals.” Qian Jianing’s smile froze on her face. She turned her head in silence to keep carving her little bunny. Just then, Food Elder finished a game and, in a rare move, put down his phone. He strolled over to glance at the Pixiu in Treasure…