Chapter 938: Young Master's Shock: Dreams Can Be Stolen Too

"Boss, do you know exactly what my situation is? Like, who I was scheming against?"

After the lady left, Young Master said, somewhat curious.

As the saying goes, even in death one must die understanding why.

This inexplicable memory loss of his—he had to get to the bottom of it, right?

For instance, who exactly was I scheming against?

Although by the boss's account, he'd recover in a day or two,

keeping it bottled up inside didn't feel comfortable.

"Well, you'll have to investigate that yourself!"

Han Feng smiled and said nothing more.

Given the influence of his Fatui Harbinger status, looking into one matter wasn't much of a problem.

"Right, manga viewing is one hundred thousand Mora per person, once a day—come back here for your reward after you've finished."

"Alright, thanks, boss!"

Young Master sighed and didn't dwell on it any further.

After setting down a pouch of Mora, he mimicked the lady and headed toward the bookshelf.

"Inception?"

Looking at the manga on the very outside, a flicker of interest sparked in Young Master's eyes.

He'd seen thieves of treasures before—like the Treasure Hoarders.

He'd also seen thieves of people—like Old Wang next door.

But this was his first time seeing thieves of dreams!

Something like dreams—can those actually be stolen?

A hint of anticipation rose in Young Master's heart.

Then, taking the manga with him, he headed into the shop.

"The lady and Young Master—that's two Fatui Harbingers already. Now that Inazuma's opened up, Scaramouche should be coming soon, right?"

Watching the two retreating backs, Han Feng took a light sip of tea.

Regarding the Fatui Harbingers, opinions in his past life had been quite mixed.

Take Young Master and the lady, for example—