The Hearthstone Tavern stood empty and deserted. Luo Chuan stood inside, inexplicably reminded of the time when he had first arrived on the Tianlan Continent.
He had guarded a shop without customers, all by himself.
Shaking his head, he cast aside those sentimental thoughts. Luo Chuan was not one for nostalgia; he had an easygoing nature and was easily contented.
His life was good as it was now. Why dwell on years already gone?
"Eh, when did a tavern open here?"
"Seems like Anno's new workplace."
"There's nothing inside. They must still be getting ready."
"Looks all right, but it has little to do with us..."
The dwarves' booming voices drifted in from outside the tavern. Judging by the volume, they were supposedly "speaking quietly," though a dwarf's quiet conversation was about as loud as a human's shout.
Luo Chuan went outside when he heard them. These dwarves had helped Anno deliver her luggage: several enormous bundles, stuffed full of who knew what.
They stared at one another, eyes wide, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
Just as Luo Chuan was considering what to say, Anno came down the stairs. She had probably heard the sounds outside.
"Thank you for the trouble," Anno said earnestly.
"Small matter. If there's nothing else, we'll be off," said one of the older dwarves, waving a palm as broad as a fan as he prepared to leave with his companions.
"Wait." Under the dwarves' puzzled gazes, Anno pointed at Luo Chuan. "This is the boss's newly opened tavern. If you get the chance, you can come take a look."
Luo Chuan was deeply moved at once.
What a fine elf girl. She had not even officially started work yet, and she was already thinking for the tavern.
As the owner, Luo Chuan naturally could