And just like that, the store's strange pressure snapped back to normal.
Only the memory lingered.
Old Tiger Zhao grinned as if nothing happened and clapped Yunlan Haorang on the back.
"Let's get your drink, old man!"
The two walked off like long-lost brothers on their way to grab a Peach Oolong Tea.
Hao, behind the counter, couldn't help but rub his temples.
That crazy old man was leeching off an emperor.
An emperor.
Who would've thought the day would come?
Hao squinted at the two figures chatting.
Old Tiger Zhao gesturing with a can like it was treasure. Emperor Yunlan Haorang nodding along.
Hao shook his head and smiled. 'Hell yeah! Go old man!'
'Squeeze the emperor dry and help me finish my tasks faster!'
If he could get free labor and free crystals out of this -
That was peak customer exploitation right there!
But honestly, what really made Hao's day wasn't just the freeloader hustle.
It was that glorious moment earlier.
