As his consciousness returned to reality, the lingering haze in his mind quickly faded. Luo Chuan stretched deeply, and every joint in his body cracked crisply.
Yao Ziyan removed her helmet and gently shook her head. Her long dark-purple hair swayed slightly, gleaming with a dreamlike sheen beneath the lights.
"The tavern's location has been decided. It seems like there's nothing much to do lately, right?" Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan.
"From the looks of it, that's indeed the case." Luo Chuan nodded.
Yao Ziyan thought seriously for a moment. "Oh, right, Luo Chuan. I remember there was someone called Soul Lock whom you caught before. Wasn't he related to that 'main quest' you mentioned? Why hasn't there been any movement lately?"
"Uh, he's been busy writing The End Archbishop's Diary. As for the main quest..." Luo Chuan paused slightly here, seeming to sigh helplessly. "For now, the information from Soul Lock has been cut off. But because something called 'Information Entanglement' exists, even if I stay in the shop all the time, trouble will come knocking on its own."
"Hmm... wouldn't that make them customers of Origin Mall?" Yao Ziyan mused.
"That's true, but only if they follow Origin Mall's rules." In Luo Chuan's eyes, customers had no distinction of status. Every customer was equal. If they broke the rules, that was another matter entirely. It had been a long time since he had encountered something like that.
To be precise, he had only encountered it once. It seemed to have been a dozen or so chapters... ahem, just a few days after opening the shop. He had practically forgotten all about it by now, even the person's name.
Pure, headstrong fools were not common.
"That really is the boss's way of talking." Yao Ziyan smiled, her eyes