Hearing the host's skeptical words, the System suddenly shuddered. It hurried to explain, its small eyes filled with grievance: "The System Mall has to make a profit too, you know. My permissions only allow me to round off this much of the price for you."
It hadn't earned much itself, after all. The thought made it sad; one could visibly see tears beginning to well up in its large eyes.
Ling Miao quickly changed the subject, her actions even faster than her brain, as she pressed the payment button.
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