"Sang Mulan! You ungrateful wretch! You come back without telling me, am I just some garbage supporting character in your heart that's not even worth appearing at the end of the story?"
At the entrance of shop number forty-four on Yu City Academy Street, the travel-weary Yao Zhen grabbed Sang Que by the shoulders and shook her vigorously, her anger making the birthmark on her face even more vivid, like a lifelike red spider lily.
In the shop behind them, Xia Chan, wearing a newspaper hat, was helping with painting. Seeing Yao Zhen appear, she was about to greet her happily, but upon seeing Yao Zhen's expression, hurriedly backed away and continued painting diligently, pretending not to notice.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to. Mainly because communication over there is inconvenient and we can't use the Five Ghosts Messenger like before, so it's been delayed until now."
