A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops meet its match, isn't it just like this?
During a somewhat impolite closing time, Fu Qian easily completed the day's task of dispersal.
Considering one of them even looked like a tourist, the urban culture of Shangjing must have left a deep impression during their short stay.
"Welcome."
At that moment, the bookstore owner, unassuming in his stance, was already standing at the door, looking into a pair of crimson eyes.
Although the words seemed quite out of place, drawing frequent glances from two departing customers.
"Long time no see, Mr. Fang."
Even Lady Selana hesitated at that moment.
But in the end, she gathered her courage and greeted, responding to the call and stepping inside.
"It's been a while indeed."
This was not wrong, as it had been some time since Selana's last visit.
Recall that when she cooperated in filming the documentary, helping to convey the sacred decree to the Greedy Worms, she didn't look too well.
