I Want to Live a Happy Life

The doll merchant was an emotionless man with no morals but impeccable manners.

After being rejected, the merchant said nothing. He gave Yu Xing the room number for tonight's inn as promised, didn't pester him, and stayed where he was, waiting.

Several dolls modeled after Yu Xing were already lined up on his little cart. Yu Xing counted them and saw that the deadline was almost up, but two people still hadn't managed to turn in their dolls.

It seemed some people wouldn't finish today's game and would have to sleep on the street.

A glint passed through his eyes as he silently glanced at Hua Subai, who looked as if he knew nothing.

For a moment, Yu Xing couldn't tell whether the other man had collected over eighty dolls because of some bizarre mental quirk and a collector's obsession, or because he wanted to make people sleep on the street and find out what happened when residents picked them up as tomorrow's sacrifices.

"Why are you looking at me? Let's go." Hua Subai smiled, his sleeves gathered around him. Judging by that deeply deceptive face alone, no one would ever guess what color the heart beneath it was.

The four returned to the inn.

The journey was uneventful, with nothing unexpected happening.

When they pushed open the inn's door again, last night's inn task had given them some experience. This time, when they saw the old innkeeper sitting gloomily in the lobby, all they felt was regret.

The innkeeper had shown kindness in his youth, yet now he was so old and alone.

The inn was still dimly lit, but it no longer seemed frightening to them.

Zhang Yu stepped forward and tapped on the counter. When the old innkeeper looked up from his storybook, Zhang Yu couldn't help