Chapter 463

Only one could sulk inside.

"Let's go, hope you have better luck today."

The woman sighed.

This generation of the Fatui Executives is too hard to manage.

"Boss Han, we're back!"

Walking up to the counter, the woman's expression changed, revealing a bright smile.

After obtaining the Eternal Youth Pill, she had undergone a tremendous transformation.

Both her figure and appearance were now superior to before.

Even Boss Han couldn't help but pause in surprise.

But he quickly recovered.

"Ahem, welcome, both of you. The comics are on the shelf over there."

"Got it, Boss!"

Seeing Boss Han's reaction, the woman couldn't help but feel pleased inside.

But she said nothing more.

After placing a bag of Mora down, she walked toward the bookshelf.

"Which one should I pick?"

The woman furrowed her brow slightly.

In the end, she chose "Rune Continent."

She had never seen this comic before.

It must be a new one.

"I'll take this one!"

Saying that, she grabbed the comic and walked toward the discussion area.

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"Has this woman's attitude changed that fast?"

Watching the woman who had just smiled warmly while chatting with Boss Han, Young Master's lip twitched.

To him, she gave nothing but disdain—even a look as if he were a fool.

To that Boss Han, she offered a radiant smile.

In terms of closeness, we're at least colleagues.

Isn't that better than some outsider like Boss Han?

Young Master's mood grew gloomy.

If the woman knew what Young Master was thinking inside, she'd definitely wave her hand.

Don't even think it—we're not that familiar!

Though he mentally grumbled, he still had to read the comic.

What if this time he got a good reward?

No point in making things harder on himself.

"Ahem, Boss Han, I'm back."

Young Master cleared his throat and stepped forward.

"Mm."

Boss Han sipped his tea and pointed to the bookshelf beside him.

Young Master: (⊙_⊙)

Wait,

Even if the woman's attitude isn't "827," fine—after all, she's a woman.

Women are hard-to-understand creatures.

But why are you, Boss Han, treating me so differently too?

Don't you know customers are gods?

But remembering Boss Han's thuggish rules from yesterday, Young Master fell silent.

If he angered Boss Han and got kicked out, that would be bad.

"Forget it, I'll just read the comic."

After placing a bag of Mora down, Young Master gave Boss Han a resentful glance,

then walked toward the bookshelf.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Watching Young Master's strange gaze, Han Feng felt something was off.

I just drank some water because I was thirsty—

Could it still be because of yesterday's Fake Peace Star incident?

But that's not my fault.

Who told him to ignore advice?

Shaking his head, Han Feng resumed sipping his tea.

"Huh? Isn't 'Iron Armor Little Treasure' here anymore?"

Young Master flipped through the comics on the shelf, his face filled with confusion.

"Looks like someone else took it."

Thinking of this, Young Master sighed.

He had originally planned to come back today to read this manga.

What if his luck was good and another False Peace Star appeared.

Then this time he definitely wouldn't let it slip away.

Looking at the remaining manga, Young Master's head started to hurt again.

"Forget it, I'll just pick one at random."

Young Master sighed, picked up a copy of "Detective Conan," and headed into the store.

"Oh? You're reading this manga?"

Seeing the manga in Young Master's hand, the lady was a bit surprised.

"Have you read it before?"

Young Master was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously, "Is it good? Are there any powerful rewards inside?"

"Uh, does the Shinigami physique count?"

Among the supernatural abilities in the manga, that was the only one the lady could remember.

"There's actually a Shinigami in this manga?!"

Young Master got excited.

Although he didn't know what the Shinigami physique meant.

But anything related to "god,"

no matter how you put it, couldn't be weak, right?

Then the reward might be related to the Shinigami.

Thinking of this, Young Master hurriedly found a spot and started reading.

But as he read, his face filled with confusion.

"That's not right, why does this feel like an ordinary manga? Where's the Shinigami?"

There were none of the "god"-level battle scenes he had imagined inside.

Just simple, ordinary city life.

At most there were a few cases.

"Miss, what about the Shinigami physique you mentioned?"

Young Master looked over in confusion at the lady not far away.

"Isn't that guy called Conan?"

The lady replied without even looking up.