The "Bard and Prince of Elf City" written by Song Qiuying always drew Yao Ziyan into the plot painted by its words whenever she read it.
From the bottom of her heart, she truly liked the story.
"Forget it, as long as you're happy." Luo Chuan rubbed his forehead. It was not as though he could control Yao Ziyan's hobbies, right?
But why did it feel so strange?
Luo Chuan himself would absolutely never read it again.
He might as well spend that time reading Martial Breaking the Firmament.
Yao Ziyan also put away her Magic Phone. Though she had been looking forward to what happened next, this did not seem like an appropriate setting.
"By the way, what were you all talking about just now?" Luo Chuan decided to change the subject.
"Nothing much. I was reading a novel, and they were playing cards and Ping Pong." Yao Ziyan thought for a moment before answering.
The Ping Pong table Luo Chuan had brought out a few days ago was still here. Gu Yunxi and Jiang Wanshang were holding paddles and playing Ping Pong.
Cultivators naturally had far stronger reflexes than ordinary people, so the Ping Pong ball flew at tremendous speed, practically leaving afterimages.
Fortunately, that was all.
Neither of them used much spiritual energy, so there was no chance of them smashing straight through the wall like last time.
"Oh, right, there's something else." Yao Ziyan smiled. "Boss, take a look at the group chat."
"Why look at the group chat?" Though Luo Chuan was a little puzzled, he still opened Origin Mall's official group chat.
Customers' messages immediately appeared on the screen, refreshing at an astonishing speed.
Yet that refresh rate perfectly matched Luo Chuan's reading speed, so he would not fail to see anything.
That was