On Sunset Avenue, a young man in black with an exceedingly bizarre, somewhat sinister appearance walked over from afar.
If the middle-aged man from Black Wheel Bar had been here, he would have recognized him as the young man with heavy dark circles who had refuted him in the bar earlier.
The young man stopped before a shop.
"This should be the shop they mentioned that sells Drama Shadow Boxes, right?" He raised his head to look at the sign—
Breeze Magic Materials Shop.
The shop was located in the middle section of Sunset Avenue. He had passed by it before, but every time he did, it had been deserted, with hardly anyone in sight.
Yet at this moment, the shop was surrounded by people.
Presumably because of what the Whispering Witch had said?
Before he even drew close, he could hear a burst of clamoring and shouting.
Only upon approaching did he discover that the crowd outside the shop had split into three groups. Two groups were arguing with each other, while the third consisted of onlookers.
Since he had missed the beginning, he did not know what had sparked the dispute. However, he could make out that the heart of their argument was the right to purchase Drama Shadow Boxes.
"Are Drama Shadow Boxes really that popular?" The young man frowned, unsure whether he would be able to buy one successfully today.
There were too many people at the entrance for him to squeeze in at once, so he decided to observe the situation from outside first.
Just then, a hand suddenly grabbed his collar.
Frowning, the young man turned around. When he saw who it was, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. "Huh? What are you doing here?"
The newcomer was a boy of twelve or