1579 lightly tightened her grip on the Magic Phone. "So, you came here for..."
"Curiosity." Luo Chuan lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers and spoke softly.
"Curiosity?" 1579 did not quite understand what Luo Chuan meant.
"I was curious about what exactly happened here, so I came. Of course, I can also take care of a few things while I'm at it." Luo Chuan said with a light laugh.
1579 felt that she simply could not keep up with Luo Chuan's train of thought. Her body even showed signs of shifting into its black mist form, and the runes on her bandages had almost stopped moving.
"Just because of that?"
"Did I need any other reason?"
"..."
Luo Chuan propped up his chin and yawned. He had only just woken from his nap, and a trace of drowsiness still lingered. "So, do you have any more questions?"
"What exactly is your relationship with the dragons?"
"Relationship?" Luo Chuan thought seriously for a moment. "Just the ordinary relationship between a shop owner and a customer."
The only dragon he knew was Anviya. She merely regarded him as an ordinary Origin Mall customer and had never done anything on behalf of the dragon race.
"Is that so? I understand." 1579 nodded, then shifted into her withdrawn state, turned around, and left.
Luo Chuan froze for a moment.
He had not even asked his own questions yet. Why was she leaving already?!
Forget it.
Luo Chuan stood up. The chair formed from spiritual energy silently crumbled apart. In any case, he had plenty of time and patience, so he could simply keep waiting.
What should he eat today?
Luo Chuan walked across the grayish-white desert, pondering tonight's dinner. It should be dinner, at least as far as he was concerned.
The ground