Next came noon, and Little Soul ordered takeout for everyone.
Since they did not have to pay, they were naturally happy about it.
While the group chatted in private, Little Soul eavesdropped through Mystic Thread. Their conversation went roughly like this:
"She's way too pretty, isn't she?"
"Is this girl alone, or does she have some mysterious organization behind her?"
"You can't judge a book by its cover. There were Transcendents in the White Star Society, and she killed them all by herself."
"So she's a Transcendent too. She really is a big shot."
The pressure ordinary people faced before a Black Iron Rank was very real. Although these people had formed a secret society, they were still middle school students. Yet the mountain-like pressure of facing a Transcendent was no exaggeration.
Therefore, even the leader could not help feeling somewhat worried about what they would face next.
Time passed unknowingly, and afternoon arrived.
There had not been a single customer during that time. Clearly, this shop was not actually meant for business.
At around 2:30 p.m., two people finally walked in.
"Boss, I brought this antique over. You should be able to fix it, right? I already paid the deposit before."
What the other party took out was a battered-looking radio.
When its cover was opened, a transparent crystal was revealed inside.
Li Cang's heart jolted, and he glanced at the leader beside him.
The leader, who was playing the shop owner, immediately stood up and walked over. "Yes. It'll take one day. How about I give it to you tomorrow?"
"Fine."
A black cloth bag containing fifty Purple Crystal Coins was handed over.
The man opened it for a glance, quickly closed it again, and nodded. "I'll be leaving, then."
"Take care."
As they watched him leave,