"Achoo!"
Li Huazhao randomly sneezed.
He suddenly felt like someone was thinking of him.
He wished it was the perfumer thinking of him.
As long as it's not a man, anything else would be fine.
Li Huazhao sincerely hoped in his heart.
Now, he had already led a group of players to the shop's entrance and was standing there, his eyes quickly searching the crowd of players.
There was no barkeep.
He hadn't seen the barkeep since the beginning.
Probably left secretly already.
This underground mall was too big; Li Huazhao had official business to attend to, too lazy to deliberately look for traces of the barkeep.
So, his gaze settled on the architect in the crowd of players.
The group of architects came along too; they were just there to enjoy the show. After all, no additional creep-tale missions had been triggered in this underground mall, and they had nothing else to do. It was better to follow Li Huazhao and see what this alleged low-cost creep-tale creature would be.
