To avoid any special situations like being surrounded by onlookers, Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan had not forgotten to block ordinary people's perception as they wandered about. Even if the two walked right past them, they would turn a blind eye.
As for the Transcendents, most of them were customers of Origin Mall. Even if they saw them, there would be no crowding around them—at most, they might post something on Magic Phone.
It was already afternoon.
It was not early. The sunlight cast long shadows beside them, and customers gradually began leaving the alley where Origin Mall stood. Their reactions upon seeing Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan were all more or less the same.
They would greet them, or smile, acting perfectly natural.
They had long known that a certain boss had left Lingyun Academy. Luo Chuan was usually in the shop every day anyway; if they wanted to see him, they could simply come over.
Besides, that certain boss's personality had subtly influenced the shop's customers to varying degrees. Simply put, they had a calm state of mind: "neither delighted by external things nor saddened by personal loss."
Hu Kuang sat behind the counter, idly looking at Magic Phone. From time to time, he took another bite of Spicy Strips, his entire body steeped in a thick air of listlessness.
When Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan entered the shop, this was the scene that greeted them.
Perhaps sensing their gazes, Hu Kuang looked up. He froze for a moment before breaking into a smile. "Boss, you're back."
"How does it feel?" Returning to the familiar surroundings, Luo Chuan felt thoroughly relaxed.
The meaning was obvious. He was asking Hu Kuang how it felt to be the boss during this time. It was not some life-or-death question—he was genuinely