"Can you two stop arguing the moment you meet?"
The Novelist said with a headache.
Although she could tell the two did not truly dislike each other, listening to them bicker all the time was still irritating.
"Sure. Tell him to stay out of my sight, and I won't curse him anymore."
Hishikibe said immediately.
"You were the one who shamelessly insisted on coming along. If the sight of me annoys you, go back and sleep. Since it's not completely dark yet, you can still daydream for a while."
Liu Zheng shot back.
"I'll go wherever I want. I'm staying in your lousy car, so try and kick me out if you can."
Hishikibe puffed out her chest.
"Enough. Stop arguing. Keep it up, and neither of you is going. You'll help me edit instead."
The Novelist finally could not take it anymore.
The moment she said that, the two who had just been trading barbs immediately fell silent, their mouths sealed tighter than welds.
Editing was far more boring than writing, and editing someone else's work was boring to the nth power.
Driving the hearse, the three arrived at the entrance of the Grand Theater.
It truly deserved the prefix "Grand"; the Grand Theater looked magnificent and imposing.
Though it was not particularly tall, it occupied an enormous area, easily more than twenty thousand square meters by estimate.
The Grand Theater's exterior used a highly classical three-part design: upper, middle, and lower.
At the top stood a slightly flattened conical dome. Around the bottom of the dome ran a ring of triangular railings, with a huge diamond at the peak of every triangle, making the entire top look like a Crown.
At the top of the Crown stood a two-person statue. One appeared to be a male human, while