Xiahou Aotian stood at the shop entrance, feeling somewhat awkward.
Since he had been discovered, he could not be bothered to agonize over it anymore. Following the image of a person that flashed through his mind, he vigorously rubbed his face and completed his disguise.
He stepped into the shop, his gaze sweeping over rows of shelves and the low-level materials scattered messily across the floor. He immediately confirmed Lian Sanyue's identity.
She really was an artificer, most likely someone from the Zhao Family.
Although Red Chicken Bro had told him about the House of Myriad Treasures' proprietress before he came, he only confirmed with his own eyes that she was an artificer.
—Every artificer's workshop was as messy as the processing floor of a small machinery factory, or a roadside hardware store.
Of course, Xiahou Aotian was not bothered by the mess. On the contrary, it gave him the feeling of having returned home.
His gaze shifted away from the shelves and toward the left. Against the wall stood a cashier counter, behind which sat a gorgeous woman in a black leather jacket and blue tube top.
A slender ladies' cigarette rested between her fingers. Her eyes and brows were languid, her bearing seductive, making her look exactly like a female gang boss from a movie.
"You're Lian Sanyue?" Xiahou Aotian walked up to the counter.
Lian Sanyue stared at him in astonishment, forgetting to take a drag. Dumbfounded, she said, "Kakarot?"
She clutched her stomach and burst into laughter. "This is the first time I've seen someone mold their face into that of a two-dimensional protagonist. Hahahaha!"
Are you done laughing yet?! Protagonists transcend dimensions! Xiahou Aotian protested inwardly. Taking a deep breath, he said, "I heard you have a good reputation and will take any kind of