"You're not an ordinary clerk." Scotland's knuckles turned slightly white as he pinched the picture book. He tried hard to control his breathing rate and put on a calm and composed look.

Hearing this, the bookstore clerk chuckled and asked, "According to you, what kind of clerk should I be?"

Scotland glanced at Mingyue, who had mixed in with a group of black-robed believers. Seeing that she was about to enter the tobacco and alcohol store, his brows slightly frowned under the Gray Wolf mask.

The bookstore clerk noticed Gray Wolf's worry and said softly, "The view from the private room is great, Mr. Gray Wolf, you won't refuse, will you?"

"You are the ones who shouldn't let me say no." Scotland looked around at the burly men.

"It seems that Mr. Gray Wolf doesn't know the rules of the shopping mall." The bookstore clerk sorted out the picture books on the bookshelf. "Do you know why gamblers dare not come here?"

Scotland, who had heard about this, looked gloomy and terrible. "Because this is a place for business."

"Yes, we not only sell goods, but also buy 'goods'." The bookstore clerk looked at Gray Wolf as if he was admiring a certain commodity. "Those gamblers are afraid of becoming 'goods', so they dare not come here."

"You guys are interested in me?" Scotland's muscles tensed. "Are you trying to force me to buy you?"

The bookstore clerk walked around Gray Wolf and chuckled, "My master started out as a businessman, so he would never force anyone to buy or sell anything. What's more..." Suddenly, the bookstore clerk seemed to have thought of something, and paused. Then, he changed the subject and said in a friendly voice, "So, Mr. Gray Wolf, can you sit down and have a good chat with me?"

"Who are you?" Scotland was ready to break out.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm the birthday boy and the host of the next round of eliminations." The bookstore clerk bowed very gentlemanly.

"Two hosts?" The Scottish blue eyes narrowed slightly.

"No, there is only one, and that's me." The bookstore clerk thought for a moment and explained softly, "As for Quail Fire, she used force while on duty and was punished by the master. She can't come for the time being, so the next fourth round of eliminations will be hosted by me."

However, while Scotland was circling around the bookstore, the bronze doorbell of the Tobacco and Liquor Store was making a dull knocking sound, and Mingyue entered the Tobacco and Liquor Store as she wished.

"Cigarettes and alcohol are both demons. They control people's hearts through illusory pleasures and make them sink." After looking around, the frog leader turned to look at the gray rabbit with a gentle smile on his face. He said softly, "Little friend Gray Rabbit, according to the agreement, you should tell me..."

"There are 4 chairs in room 26." Mingyue interrupted him, her fingertips unconsciously sliding across the edge of the mask.

"Chair?" The yellow scalper girl frowned and asked, "Is this all you saw? What about the others? For example, what did the woman in the green dress say to you? Did she tell you the rules of the game?"

Mingyue glanced at the yellow scalper girl beside her, shrugged, and asked calmly: "I asked, but do you think she will tell me?"

will not.

This answer appeared in the hearts of the Frog Leader and the Orange Pig Woman at the same time. At this moment, they frowned and both doubted the authenticity of the Gray Rabbit's words.

"Little friend Gray Rabbit, can you tell me the characteristics of those chairs?" The Frog Leader wanted to judge whether Gray Rabbit was lying by asking him questions continuously.

"A chair." Mingyue rolled her eyes, pointed at the chair next to the counter in front, and said with a smile, "It's similar to those chairs, with armrests and backrests."

The yellow cow girl looked in the direction the gray rabbit pointed, but she didn't find anything special about the chair, so she muttered softly, "It's just an ordinary chair."

However, this unintentional remark seemed to remind the Orange Pig Lady. She looked at the Gray Rabbit and asked seriously, "Are there any special features on those chairs? For example, patterns or colors."

"No." Mingyue shook her head. Seeing that everyone around her was thinking, she rushed to the counter of the tobacco and liquor store, sat down on a chair, pointed at the bottle of gin in the wine cabinet, looked at the clerk wearing a blank mask, and said excitedly, "I want that bottle of gin."

(To be continued...)