Luo Chuan was temporarily absent from the shop.
But Origin Mall's business would not come to a halt because of that.
Origin Mall had developed to this point—no, from the very beginning, Luo Chuan's role in the shop had not been much different from that of a mascot.
The sort who was both the boss and the mascot.
In short, Origin Mall was still open as usual.
Yao Ziyan felt that she was now both an employee and the boss.
She was even sitting in Luo Chuan's seat.
It did not feel particularly different.
Nor was it much more comfortable than her own seat.
"By the way, business hours should be starting soon, right?" Qing Yuan let out a thoroughly unladylike burp.
"Mhm." Yao Ziyan nodded.
"Does that boy from the Bu family still get up early and come here every day?" Qing Yuan asked with a smile.
"Not really." Yao Ziyan shook her head. "Not every day. It might just be because of Yuan Gui's Shop."
Qing Yuan nodded.
The sky color outside had already cleared. Golden sunlight spilled over the stone paving in the alley, bright enough to be a little dazzling.
Footsteps sounded, drawing closer from afar.
Different people made different sounds when they walked.
Ordinary people had ordinary footsteps, while cultivators were mostly light-footed or steady.
Of course, there were exceptions.
Like Zuo Wanjin, the owner of Phoenix Immortal Tower. Every step he took landed with a "thud, thud," as though even the surroundings trembled faintly.
As for those sea demons...
By now, the people of Jiuyao City had grown accustomed to the strange races that appeared from time to time, so they no longer needed to deliberately maintain human forms.
"I didn't manage to get that new Glory character at all yesterday."
"Do you really