Little Treasure naturally sat perched on Luo Qian's head. After their experiences in the Saint Realm and the Primordial Battlefield, Luo Qian was happy to keep him close. Before setting out, he even gave his son a lesson. "Sweetheart, keep those eyes peeled along the way. If you spot any treasure, be sure to tell Daddy. Whether it's any good or not, we'll grab it first. Who knows? It might come in handy..."
Little Treasure was still young, and his mind was nowhere near as devious as Luo Qian's. He failed to grasp what his father meant by "grab it." So even if the treasure was in someone else's arms, he should tell Daddy!
With his son on his head, Luo Qian emerged from the Lost Realm. Apart from Zhang Zhao, no one in the Demon Realm could open this Secret Chamber from the outside. Luo Qian trusted Zhang Zhao. If chaos broke out in the Demon Realm and the Luo Hotel could no longer hold out, this was their only route back to the Immortal Realm. Sophia was not from the Immortal Realm, after all. Luo Qian did not hold the hidebound view that "those not of my kind must harbor different hearts," but a little caution never hurt.
Sophia and Zhang Zhao hurried over. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they produced the account books with practiced coordination and reported on the Luo Hotel's operations in the Demon Realm. Ever since they had foiled Sean's scheme, the hotel's reputation had soared. No one dared harass its remaining branches, and business had been excellent lately. Many people with vast fortunes but no powerful backers had taken refuge there.
"By the way, where are Lu Kuangtao and his son?" Luo Qian asked. Sophia and Zhang Zhao exchanged a glance before