"So slow."
When Luo Chuan finally ambled into the kitchen, Yao Ziyan muttered a quiet complaint.
The result was that as Luo Chuan passed by the girl, he casually reached out and vigorously rubbed her head a few times, successfully earning himself an eye roll.
Anno propped up her chin, calmly watching the two interact.
She was a little surprised to realize that she seemed to have grown used to seeing scenes like this every day.
Hmm... perhaps that was a good thing too.
"Eat, eat."
Yao Ziyan called the two over to begin breakfast.
Getting Luo Chuan out of bed had already taken quite a while. If they kept dawdling, the morning would somehow slip away before they knew it.
"Anno, how did the customers in the tavern react last night?" Luo Chuan casually asked as he ate.
After Voice of Stories ended last night, he and Yao Ziyan had not gone downstairs. They played Dou Dizhu for a while, met with Yao Ziyue and Elina along the way, then returned to their rooms to rest.
Still, he could more or less guess what had happened, mainly judging from the sounds drifting up from downstairs.
Asking Anno was merely to confirm it. Sitting there eating in silence made the atmosphere feel a little awkward.
"Everyone is really looking forward to what happens next."
The elven girl set down her chopsticks and answered earnestly. "So many customers asked me what happened afterward, and how exactly Mr. Sherlock Holmes had seen through Dr. Watson's past."
"What did you tell them?" Yao Ziyan asked.
"I didn't say anything." Anno sounded completely justified. "If I told them in advance, Voice of Stories wouldn't have any sense of anticipation."
Luo Chuan reached out and patted Anno on the shoulder, revealing a gratified smile. "Anno,