"Boss, the money's on the table."
The meal took about the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.
After finishing his meal, Shen Bai left the money on the table and gave Amber's rear a little kick.
Amber had been playing on the ground. It didn't get angry after the kick; it just let out a meow and leaped into Shen Bai's arms.
'No wonder everyone's so obsessed with cats. It's really therapeutic.'
Shen Bai gave Amber a few strokes, then took the cat with him and headed for the Observatory.
Every day at Dianmao, he had to engage in a little struggle with Landlord Long.
Shen Bai had expected today to be just another routine day.
But he never thought he would run into an acquaintance before even entering the Observatory.
On a nearby street, Daoist Chongling, clad in a Daoist robe, was walking toward Shen Bai, cradling a cloth-wrapped object.
It seemed he was heading for the Observatory, and Shen Bai happened to be standing right at the entrance.
