Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Tick tock, tick tock.
Mu'en had specially installed a clock in the new bookstore, allowing her to feel the passage of time clearly.
The crisp ticks echoed throughout the bookstore, making the large space feel empty and bringing about an indescribable sense of eerie chill. However, that wasn't the reason why there weren't any customers in the store.
The branch in the Central District had been open for more than ten days, but unfortunately, it was rather deserted.
This situation was different from what Mu'en and Vincent had guessed. They originally imagined that there would be a large number of customers, and via the dissemination of the bookstore, they would select a group of high-level followers of Boss Lin.
Unfortunately, there weren't any customers at all.
Mu'en, who possessed the power of the moon, naturally knew why.
But it didn't matter because their goal wasn't here. Seeds had already been planted amongst the true upper echelons of Norzin, and they were just waiting for everything to begin.
"Seems like Ji Zhixiu has completely become a chosen of Boss Lin," muttered Mu'en, her voice echoing in the quiet bookstore.
As the Witch of the Night, possessing the power of 'Eyes of the Moon,' there was hardly anything in Norzin that could escape her gaze, including Ji Zhixiu's movements.
"Becoming a race... I still imagined that she would increase the number of Boss Lin's followers by disseminating those books. However, I never expected her to actually gather everyone through the auction and select suitable followers, taking advantage of when the spirit of those transcendents was weakened to take control of them."
Suddenly, a resonant and familiar voice echoed in the bookstore, voicing aloud all of Mu'en's thoughts. Right away, Mu'en knew who it was without even turning around.
Vincent, with his golden hair and cheek-length sideburns, looked just like a kindly priest.
"In a way, Ji Zhixiu has chosen the most qualified and suitable followers for Boss Lin and sorted enough substitutes for herself, which is t
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