At the other end of the mall, colorful illuminated signs flashed.
A din of electronic music mixed with all kinds of game sound effects washed over them.
This was the arcade.
Since it was morning, there weren't many people inside, just young people in twos and threes.
Kael frowned, undisguised distaste on his face.
Noisy, chaotic, and utterly lacking in beauty.
Thorin pursed his lips.
"Why bring us here? Weren't we going to have some fun?"
Grom the Centaur looked puzzled too. He leaned close to Lin Mo and lowered his voice.
"Mr. Lin, surely this isn't the... men's fun you were talking about?"
He had thought it would be... at the very least, somewhere like an arena.
Looking at everyone's disappointed expressions, Lin Mo gave a mysterious smile.
"Don't jump to conclusions."
The young people in the arcade had long since noticed the wildly out-of-place group at the entrance.
"Holy shit! Look! It's those otherworlders from the internet!"
A young man of about seventeen nudged his companion, his eyes wide.
"Seriously? What are they doing here?"
"A Minotaur! And that Centaur! There are Bearmen and Werewolves too! Oh my god, even Angels with wings? Real ones!"
The commotion soon drew everyone's attention.
They stopped playing, pulled out their phones, and snapped away at the group from Terra by the entrance.
Lin Mo waved to everyone and called out loudly.
"Keep playing, everyone. Don't panic. These are our friends from another world."
"They're here today to try our entertainment. I hope everyone will leave them undisturbed and let them have a pleasant experience here in Great Xia. How about it?"
Hearing this, the people around them laughed and thumped their chests, promising it wouldn't be a problem!
After thanking everyone, Lin Mo turned and walked to the token counter.
"Boss,