C111 Spirit Grass

Ai Xiaohan nodded in agreement, acknowledging that for now, it seemed to be the only option.

The pair arrived at the small shop by car. The shopkeeper was still lounging in his chair, eyes half-closed in a feigned slumber. At the sound of customers' footsteps, he didn't bother looking up, simply muttering, "Pick out what you need and bring it up to pay."

With a chuckle, Ai Xiaohan teased, "Boss