Zhou Hu

Having said that, Luo Chuan went out to buy breakfast.

Yao Ziyan was full of confusion.

The shop had changed? There were new products too?

Hadn't the owner been resting in his room all night? When had he done all this?

After turning it over in her mind, Yao Ziyan still could not figure out what had happened, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

She went downstairs, and what she saw was indeed as Luo Chuan had said.

In one corner of the shop stood an additional object made of silvery-white metal, with a strange shape.

A metal plaque on it bore its name: Hot Water Machine.

A Hot Water Machine?

Yao Ziyan was a little curious. Could it be a machine that automatically boiled water?

The owner truly was impressive, to actually get his hands on such strange and unusual things.

Of course, Yao Ziyan had not forgotten the Instant Noodles Luo Chuan had mentioned.

"Is this it?"

Yao Ziyan looked curiously at the rows of bowl-shaped containers arranged on the shelf.

"Ten Spirit Crystals? That's not too expensive... Forget it, I'll wait until the owner returns."

Before long, Luo Chuan came back with breakfast, and he and Yao Ziyan began eating together.

Naturally, the two tacitly each opened a pack of Spicy Strips to go with their meal.

After eating and drinking their fill, Luo Chuan returned to his leisurely life.

But somewhat to his surprise, today's peace did not last long.

"Is this the place? I don't see any shops nearby."

"Should be right. The shop Wei Qingzhu mentioned is in an alley. It should be around here."

"Found it, found it! Come look! There's a salted-fish owner sunning himself at the entrance. This is the place..."

Watching five cultivators clad in different kinds of soft armor noisily approach him, Luo Chuan's face darkened.

A salted-fish owner? Was that what Wei Qingzhu called him?

He truly had not expected such a beautiful girl to have this sort of twisted sense of humor.

Still, it seemed Wei Qingzhu had not lied to him. These people had probably all been brought here by her.

It had to be said that Wei Qingzhu, Song Qiuying, and Lin Wanshuang were all exceptionally beautiful, so the team they formed enjoyed no small fame among the cultivators who ventured through the Jiuyao Mountain Range.

Of course, the residents of Jiuyao City had another name for these cultivators: mercenaries.

Besides hunting demon beasts and searching for spirit herbs, they could also complete missions issued by certain factions.

"I am the owner of this shop." Luo Chuan rose from his reclining chair and spoke calmly.

Unlike young masters such as Bu Lige, these five carried a baleful air about them. They had clearly gone through quite a few life-and-death battles.

Moreover, from Luo Chuan's brief observation earlier, the leader should be the bald man before him.

The bald man was named Zhou Hu. His cultivation had already reached Creation Ninth Grade, making him an expert among these mercenaries.

Zhou Hu looked at Luo Chuan and did not dare slight him in the slightest merely because he looked young.

The reason was a single sentence from Wei Qingzhu.

"Never get any ideas about the things in that shop, or not even Emperor Tianxing will be able to save you!"

Quite a few mercenaries had scoffed at those words. Who was Emperor Tianxing?

He was a supreme powerhouse at Dao Seeking Ninth Grade. How could a mere shop owner possibly compare to him?

But Zhou Hu had taken those words to heart. He knew well that only by acting cautiously could one often live to the very end.

Zhou Hu asked, "Owner, do you have the Spicy Strips and Cola Wei Qingzhu mentioned?"

"Yes," Luo Chuan replied.

Having said that, he closed his eyes again and leisurely basked in the sun.