The meeting with the Gulad clan, represented by Taylor, ended in a rather awkward scene when one of the latter's fans showed up.
Of course, that little detail didn't matter. During their brief meeting, both sides had still exchanged views in a thoroughly friendly manner and reached a mutual understanding to let bygones be bygones.
As for the life hack Fu Qian had offered, Taylor had clearly already known about it. Even without having personally tested whether it worked, he wouldn't have dared question it.
Amid the crowd's watchful eyes, he quietly thanked Fu Qian, then bolted.
"What is love, that it should rule a mortal's heart?"
Faced with this unexpected little interlude, Fu Qian could only click his tongue in admiration. He promptly threw open the shop door and hung up the Open for Business sign.
The fun abruptly came to an end, and the onlookers suddenly had nothing to focus on. They were left feeling at a loss.
Now, faced with the shop's wide-open doors, many of them instinctively wanted something to do, even if they weren't fond of studying. For a moment, the customer conversion rate was astonishingly high.
Naturally, they were soon made to feel right at home.
"We're closed."
Amid their complaints, Fu Qian ushered out the few customers who had held on until the very end, the ones with the strongest nerves. Having once again weathered the ups and downs of the business world, he was thoroughly satisfied.
Next, he spent two minutes gathering his travel gear, locked up, and set off on his journey—no, his trip home.
He was a proper instructor at the Academy, a trusted star pupil of its dean, Cas, and a covert practitioner in the Department of Punishment.
Aside from a minor criminal record, he was more than