"Actually, to tell you the truth,"
standing with hands on hips in front of his own shop, Zhou Li spoke with a complex expression, "I somehow feel like it doesn't matter whether the Capture Demon Pavilion is open or closed."
"Otherwise?"
Clutching the Fire Crystal Persimmons generously sponsored by Zhu Qianyun, Tang Wan nibbled and sipped through a bamboo straw, mumbling indistinctly, "There aren't that many monsters in Beiliang to begin with, and even if the city folk are snobbish, they can't just make trouble out of nothing."
"Why do you suddenly have an accent again?"
Zhou Li glanced at Tang Wan curiously.
"Sweet stuff is just too darn good, that's just the way it is."
Tang Wan sucked on the straw to get the last bit of persimmon juice and then started nibbling on the remaining skin. She looked up at the signboard of Wherever Pass and asked curiously,
"So what are you going to do with the Capture Demon Pavilion? Shut it down?"
"I don't really want to close it down."
