She was unfamiliar with it, which meant she did not let anyone accompany her... but that did not stop Maid Miss from exercising her own initiative.
Even during the previous shopkeeper's era, Maid Miss should have had a high degree of freedom. In the end, however, she had also returned everything to silence, just like the previous manager.
One hid in her room and refused to come out; the other had completely turned herself into a puppet and sat motionless. Only when a customer broke through the door would she come faintly alive...
The Old Ones, the Outer Gods... the formation of water, fire, wind, and earth.
After such a long time, Maid Miss's private lessons had opened again—no one could withstand Maid Miss in this professional-outfit mode.
Boss Luo had not planned on enduring it either... so he ultimately took another dose, then handed the Egg of Fear to Maid Miss.
Although she disliked it, Maid Miss still intended to study it.
—Although she felt somewhat sorry for these Old Ones and Outer Gods, it would be wonderful if she could develop some method to exterminate them... Surely many customers would scramble for such a method.
He had not misheard.
Those really were Maid Miss's exact words.
Wasn't the shop supposed to be absolutely fair?
The shop was indeed fair to everyone... but the shopkeeper could show favoritism, so long as he was still in a position to do so.
According to Gao Chang Gong, during the shop's Holy Land era, the Old Ones and Outer Gods seemed to have been thrown out of the entire mythological side by the Holy Lord of that time.
...In short, the official side had the final say.
"Boss!"
On the street outside Qionghua Pavilion, Miss Nan Three was boredly leaning