"Mr. Stan, you… are you alright today?" Chen Ze came out and sat down to have some tea.
"Hmm, Buffet, strange." Stan sat calmly in the chair, having just cast a silence spell on himself so he wouldn't burst into that inexplicable laughter like before.
Chen Ze's mouth twitched at the sight of Stan's expression—what kind of ghost was that? And wasn't Stan's laugh somewhat magically disturbing?
Just thinking about Stan's recent laughter, Chen Ze really wanted to laugh himself. It was indeed a very enchanting laugh.
"Betty, your sandwich, we have also recently launched it, and it's quite popular." Alisa didn't interrupt the conversation between Chen Ze and Stan, knowing very well what kind of existence Stan was.
"That's good, but it feels like we've had a lot more competitors lately." Betty counted the Gold Coins, visibly happy.
Today, she had raked in over a hundred Gold Coins; at this rate, she could soon buy that Starry Sky Cake.
