Chapter 327

"Another manga about the Cute King!"

Han Feng's eyes flickered with a hint of interest.

He already had one original Cute King, Xiao Ying,

and now another demon lord from another world, Shi Laimu, had appeared.

How interesting.

Most crucially, this world truly has creatures called Shi Laimu.

"If someone gained the ability to reincarnate as a Shi Laimu, that would be fun."

Han Feng smiled faintly and placed the manga on the shelf.

At this moment,

another regular customer walked in.

"Boss Han, I'm back!"

Dai Yin glanced curiously around the room, then praised:

"Your place has changed so much."

In just one night, the manga shop had transformed completely.

"Get used to it."

Han Feng smiled faintly, "The manga are over there."

Dai Yin nodded, set down a bag of Mora, and walked to the shelf.

"Aren't there any more copies of 'Doraemon' and 'Yu-Gi-Oh!'?"

After flipping through the entire shelf and finding none of these two manga, Dai Yin felt disappointed.

He had planned to read one of them today.

One was to see if a time-traveling device like a time machine truly existed.

The other was simply to try and obtain some la tiao.

After tasting the bag he bought last night, he found it extremely stimulating.

Perfect for his taste.

Unfortunately, there was only one bag, and he finished it before he was even satisfied.

"Looks like I'll have to buy some from that Young Lady."

Dai Yin sighed.

He'd finally found something he wanted to eat, yet it was so hard to get.

Still, he had to read manga.

"Huh? 'That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Shi Laimu'—is this a new manga?"

Dai Yin stared at the unfamiliar cover, growing curious.

Especially this manga title…

He'd heard of a manga from Inazuma called 'Reincarnated as Raiden Shogun, Invincible Under Heaven.'

Reincarnating as Raiden Shogun, he could understand.

After all, Raiden Shogun is one of the Seven Gods, immensely powerful.

But reincarnating as a Shi Laimu—this was the first time Dai Yin had ever seen such a thing.

In Teyvat, Shi Laimu, like the Chuchu,

were among the lowest-tier creatures.

Almost anyone could bully them.

He wondered what kind of story this manga held.

"I'll take this one!"

Dai Yin walked toward the back with the manga in hand.

As he passed a certain spot, he suddenly stopped.

"That person… gives me a familiar feeling?"

Dai Yin frowned, staring at the empty corner.

"It's him!"

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck him.

Since he always traveled alone,

he had few friends.

Moreover, Kong's disguise wasn't particularly skillful—Dai Yin easily made the connection.

But when he saw the manga in Kong's hand—'Yu-Gi-Oh!'—Dai Yin's mouth twitched.

So this manga had been taken by him…

After a moment of silence,

Dai Yin turned and walked toward Kong's seat.

Seeing someone sit across from him, Kong glanced up casually.

The moment he looked, he froze.

It was someone he knew.

"He's here too!"

Kong frowned slightly.

He wondered if his disguised appearance could fool him.

For a moment, both fell silent, not a sound from either.

After a long while,

Dai Yin sighed.

"You?"

At these words, Kong immediately understood the other had recognized him.

But in Han Feng's shop, he had no fear of what might happen.

Thinking of this, Kong's expression relaxed.

After all, the man before him was once his good friend.

Recalling the past, Kong sighed.

"It's me!"

"You've come."

"I've come!"

"You shouldn't have come!"

"But I've come already!"

With those words, the two fell silent again.

But Yanfei and the others reading comics nearby looked utterly baffled.

Are you two speaking riddles?

Can you say something a normal person can understand?

"Do you know what they mean?"

Xiangling looked curiously at Yanfei.

In her view, Yanfei was the Legal Advisor, well-read and knowledgeable,

having resolved countless incidents—surely she could decipher this?

Yanfei: (⊙_⊙)

How am I supposed to understand this riddle?

"(Zhao Nuozhao) Ahem, never mind, I'll just keep reading the comic."

Yanfei laughed it off.

Admittedly, this comic was truly delightful—so sweet I was nearly sick of it.

Any commotion in the comic shop escaped Han Feng's notice.

Naturally, he had witnessed the scene just now.

"Tsk tsk, two riddle-speakers—if Yaoshixiao Meng heard this, he'd be utterly miserable."