Ghosts hovered in midair.
Xiao Xiao eagerly said, "Uncle, none of those people could guess who the murderer was, and they were all throwing a tantrum in the tavern!"
"If they had guessed it, the protagonist in the book wouldn't seem so impressive," Wu Heng said with a smile.
"Right! If everyone could guess who the murderer was, then everyone would be the Great Detective," Xiao Xiao agreed, nodding.
On the other side, Glenda said, "I went to the city hall to check on the book sales, and there's already a long line. Given this popularity, the books printed in three days will sell out."
"I'll ask to increase the printing. The more we sell, the better for us," Wu Heng said, then asked, "What's the plan for the next part of the story?"
Glenda immediately responded, "Continue serializing it in the newspaper, and once one story arc is complete, we can bind it into a volume for sale, creating a delay between releases."
