Yu Xuan continued reading the newspaper headlines.
He muttered to himself, "Hmph, same as always. Alchemists complaining about rising herb prices, outer sect disciples caught sneaking into male quarters… Wow! and what's this? A fortune teller stall gets shut down for using illusion arrays to fake predictions?"
He paused, "...Wait a minute."
He coughed awkwardly, folded the newspaper halfway, and glanced away.
"Forget it. My fortune teller was a real one, it even showed a dollar sign. I'm rich now."
And with that, he returned to flipping through the newspaper, fully enjoying the quiet moment — oblivious to the fact that Disciple Wu had already entered the hall and was now looking at him from across the room, wondering whether to announce her presence or wait for him to finish reading the entertainment column.
Still not wanting to waste time, the woman approached him directly.
"Hello, are you the one who took the mission to hunt Thorny Goats?" she asked.
