Chapter 469 - SHALL WE HOLD HANDS? (2/2)
Then he suddenly remembered that Luo Yan once mentioned to him that players here could set up shops and they could earn real money from it. The game money that players used to buy things on the shop of other players would be transferred directly to their bank account.
That's what had been happening with Luo Yan. Everyday since he had that business he mentioned to them, money had been flowing to his bank account. And it's quite good money. From what he could remember, it was a pavilion. Come to think of it, it must be quite a good pavilion if it's garnering that much money.
He didn't expect that Yu Jiao also had her own business. ”What kind of shop was it?” he added.
”It's, ahm, a blacksmith shop.”
”So, you're selling the weapons you're making? That's cool.”
He almost forgot that Yu Jiao's class was a Blacksmith. And from the things that Luo Yan had told him, she was pretty popular. Which just meant that the items she made was more than good enough for the players in this game to clamor about.
Yu Jiao's face turned red hearing such a compliment. ”I-it's okay.”
”I would love to visit your shop. But is it located on a higher-level city?”
Because if it was, they he couldn't go there.
Yu Jiao quickly understood his worry. ”It is. But it's okay. If you're with me, then we can just directly teleport to my shop.”
It's kind of a rule in the game where shop owners could just bring any other player to their shop regardless of the other's level. It's like their own territory of some sort.
”Then shall we hold hands?” Luo Ren asked, stretching out his hands, palm up, towards Yu Jiao.
”W-what?” Yu Jiao stuttered while looking at Luo Ren's hand.
”You said that we could only directly teleport there if I'm with you. So, isn't it natural to hold hands?”
Yu Jiao finally understood the other's action. ”Oh, right, ahm, yes, we should do that.”
She raised her hand and put it on Luo Ren's palm. Feeling the heat from the other's hand, she felt her face heating up for no reason. ”L-let's go then.”
Luo Ren looked at Yu Jiao's reddened cheeks and then glanced down at their hands that were connected together. A secret smile appeared on his lips. ”Okay.”