Ongoing
Zhao Chen took over a small store from a friend, and unexpectedly became the owner of the Dimensional Store. From then on, his life became colorful many times. “Hey, what about you? That’s right, the one with the wooden sword. Don’t fight in the store, or I’ll execute you! ” Dugu Qiubei snorted coldly, inserted the wooden sword back into his waist, and picked up a cup as if nothing had happened. Coffee tasting. “Little guy, don’t bite my table. You can’t afford it! ” A certain giant dragon admonished Ruliu, let go of the table, and turned to look at him.