Compared to the first time he had appeared in the newspaper, Robert Li was extremely satisfied with his photograph this time—the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth when he smiled and the hint of resolve between his brows were both just right.
It could practically be hung on the wall of the old family house, where it could enjoy the pork offerings and incense of later generations alongside his ancestors.
"This report did come out a little late, though."
Robert Li stood by the street, leaning against the tall counter of the milk tea shop. His expression was indifferent, but his heart was jubilant as he thought. Yet an untimely thought flashed through his mind—this report had only been published more than a month after the war ended. The frenzy of discussion throughout the Wizarding World and Beta Town over those Magical Beasts had already subsided. It had to be said that this was a great regret.
As if worried that someone else might see that thought flash through his mind.
The constable raised his head and looked around, only to meet the smiling face of the milk tea shop owner. The hand holding the newspaper stiffened, and he suddenly realized something. "Uh, sorry, I spent a little too long reading... I looked through it, and this is indeed the one I needed. Thanks for your trouble... How many Copper Coins?"
A newspaper cost five Copper Coins, a price that had not changed in many years. But today's newspaper was different, and Robert was willing to pay a higher premium for it.
The milk tea shop owner smiled at the constable, who had just come back to his senses, and waved a hand. "Just a small favor, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning... You were too busy on duty