Jiang Xiaobai stared blankly at Lin YaoYao behind the counter.
Could this woman have some connection to Bai He?
He suddenly recalled what that guy who came looking for him had said earlier—Lin YaoYao was important, and it was essential to build a good relationship!
Jiang Xiaobai felt his mind buzzing in chaos!
"Why can't I sit here?"
Lin YaoYao's expression remained indifferent. "Even though the pawnshop is closed, someone still needs to watch over it. At worst, I just won't sell you any information."
"Aren't you Lin YaoYao, the demoness of the Demon Emperor's Palace?" Jiang Xiaobai arched an eyebrow.
"I am, but who said I can't work here?"
Lin YaoYao curled her lips. "Alright, if there's nothing else, you two should leave. I'm not selling any intel, and don't bother asking me anything else—I won't say a word."
Saying that, she truly acted like a typical pawnshop worker, leaning over the counter and preparing to nap.
