When I stepped out of the restroom, Watson Thompson and the man with the mustache were standing there waiting for me.
"Why aren't you two checking out the mall?" I asked, pretty surprised.
Watson Thompson shook her head. "What's fun about a mall?"
I threw my hands up and laughed. "Don't all girls love mall shopping?"
Watson didn't really react to that.
The man with the mustache pointed upward. "There's an Antique Market on the top floor. We should go take a look. Might find some good stuff."
"Antique Market?" My eyes lit up with interest.
Sure, regular antiques didn't do much for me.
But hidden among those antiques, there might be some unknown treasures.
After all, the martial arts world from way back was totally different from now.
"Let's go," I nodded.
The three of us headed upstairs.
We reached the top floor.
The moment I walked in, I felt this faint, creepy vibe.
The atmosphere wasn't thick, but it was definitely dark energy.
