Chapter 594

Including Wanmin Hall.

"Then choose Wanmin Hall!"

Miss Xiangling quickly chose the location.

Then, whoosh, she vanished right from where she stood.

"Huh? Did she just disappear?"

Hearing Yanfei blinked, her face filled with surprise.

She hadn't sensed any fluctuation at all—Miss Xiangling was already gone.

"If Miss Xiangling were to steal, no one would ever notice."

Hearing Yanfei smiled and shook her head.

"Since you've left, I should slip away too—go back to sleep."

Saying this, Hearing Yanfei placed the bamboo dragonfly on her head, then flew into the sky.

The advantage of having many rewards is you can use whichever you want.

When Hearing Yanfei wanted to stroll leisurely in Liyue, she used the bicycle.

Now that she was tired and wanted to go back to sleep, she used the bamboo dragonfly.

It was incredibly pleasant.

After Hearing Yanfei and Miss Xiangling left, customers in the shop soon began departing one after another.

Before long, the only customer left in the manga shop was Customer Xingqiu.

"Whoa, what manga is that guy reading? He hasn't finished yet?"

Little Paimon stared at the darkening sky outside, her face full of astonishment.

"Don't even think about it—your tiny brain couldn't possibly understand it."

Han Feng pulled Little Paimon into his arms and gave her a good "massage."

"Hmph, Boss Chou, don't underestimate me—I'm still pretty awesome!"

Little Paimon sniffed disdainfully.

"Just wait—I'll read it tomorrow!"

"Fine. If you can understand it, I'll cancel the double penalty you owe me."

Han Feng smiled.

"You said it, Boss Chou—no backing out!"

Little Paimon grew excited.

She had already lost twice to Boss Han at cards.

Now that she had a chance to clear it, she couldn't miss it.

"Of course. But if you don't understand it, if it's all gibberish to you, then the penalty doubles again—four times total!"

Han Feng grinned.

He wasn't worried at all.

Just the vocabulary in the manga alone would probably give Little Paimon a headache.

Even if she somehow understood it.

He still wouldn't lose anything.

It was all won from card games anyway.

One Yingmei was already a huge win; Little Paimon was expendable.

"Hmph, it's settled then!"

Little Paimon beamed with confidence.

How hard could manga be?

She'd already read several books.

It'd be a breeze.

"Aww, I've got a feeling Little Paimon's in for trouble."

Seeing this familiar scene, Yingmei sighed deeply.

Little Paimon always got overconfident, then always lost badly.

This time didn't seem any different.

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PS: Dear masters, today I'm feeling off—my head's fuzzy—so only six updates today.

I'll rest well tonight and resume normal updates tomorrow.

Chapter 298: Master Mao Scared by Miss Xiangling! Customer Xingqiu: Boss, the manga in your shop is too powerful—I could never write anything like it!

Wanmin Hall.

At this moment, business here was still extremely bustling,

and the number of customers kept steadily increasing.

All these people had come for the Magic Mapo Tofu.

They all wanted to experience the miraculous dish that glowed.

"Master Mao, your Magic Mapo Tofu is incredibly delicious!"

"Yes, yes! It tastes even better than the dishes at Liuli Pavilion and Xinyue Pavilion!"

"I wonder how they make it—it's just amazing!"

"Haha, I came all the way here on reputation—no disappointment!"

"But this portion is too small, Master Mao, bring out the dishes quickly—money is no problem!"

……

"Then wait a moment—I'll go to the kitchen right away."

Seeing this, Master Mao was overjoyed.

Although there were many guests, Miss Xiangling had prepared plenty before leaving.

It should be enough for now.

So Master Mao walked straight into the kitchen, ready to fetch the mapo tofu.

At that moment,

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the shadowed corner.

It sent chills down Master Mao's spine.

"Y-you… who are you? How did 02 get into my house?"

Master Mao asked, his voice trembling.

The Wanmin Hall had only him and Miss Xiangling, plus Guoba, the pet.

And he had been right at the shop's entrance the whole time—he hadn't seen anyone sneak in.

Then who could this shadow be?

"Could it be…?"

Master Mao thought of certain legends of Liyue.

Could it be those filthy things?

Thinking of this, his heart pounded hard.

His feet began to slide backward.

Just as he was about to slip out, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Dad, it's me!"

Then the figure stepped out of the shadow, revealing a cute face.

"Miss Xiangling, it's you!"

Turning to see the familiar figure, Master Mao let out a breath of relief.

All this fuss—it was just his daughter.

This whole thing…

"When did you get back? Weren't you with Hearing Yanfei and the others at that manga shop?"

Master Mao asked curiously.