When Ye Bai entered the pawnshop, everyone inside looked at him simultaneously.
The expressions on their faces were quite peculiar, like a group of puppets.
"Dead pawn, or living pawn."
"Dead pawn, or living pawn."
"Dead pawn, or living pawn."
These words echoed in Ye Bai's mind like ripples, seemingly infused with a kind of magic, a brainwashing melody.
At this moment, the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart was activated, and Ye Bai's mind felt a sudden coolness.
Ye Bai showed an exceedingly annoyed expression; he'd been played.
"Shopkeeper, a customer is a guest, do you intend to force a sale?"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." A shopkeeper who looked as round as Maitreya Buddha rushed out from the inner hall.
"I am Huang Deyi, also known as Fatty Huang, the shopkeeper of the heavenly pawnshop. How may I assist you?"
This fellow waved his hand at the puppets in the shop, and they instantly vanished into smoke, somewhat similar to the Paper Puppets.
