Yu Dandan wept and declared she wanted to abandon her supernatural horror novel; neither He Qing nor Lu Shaodan said much in response.
They had all been together for several years, understanding each other well by now. Yu Dandan was only talking big—although she was still tragically obscure, her monthly writing income hadn't even reached the minimum wage yet, but she had a few loyal fans supporting her. She wouldn't really have the heart to discontinue her book.
She hung her head low, but moments later glared viciously at He Qing, "Ahqing! You really bamboozled me... knowing well I'm scared of this, I don't care, if the place you take us to next isn't cool enough, you better brace yourself for a beating tonight!"
He Qing quickly begged for mercy.
Amidst the laughter, they arrived at their destination.
Lu Shaodan looked up at the large shop sign and read it out loud, word by word: "Mobao Square."
Then peering through the glass door, row upon row, stack upon stack of—
