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After hearing this, I glanced at the plates of fried insects displayed in the shop. "I don't mind; you can ask them," I said, nodding towards Yao Long and Li Zhisheng.
At that moment, Yao Long was lost in thought, preoccupied with his own questions and unable to respond. Li Zhisheng, looking at the shop, said, "I absolutely refuse to eat insects. If they have stir-fried dishes, I'll join you for a little."
"What about Yao Long?" Hu Fang noticed that Yao Long hadn't expressed his opinion and walked over to him, patting him on the shoulder. "Hey—are you going to eat insects?"
Caught off guard by Hu Fang's approach, Yao Long, who had been deep in concentration, jumped back instinctively, adopting a defensive stance.
Seeing this, both Li Zhisheng and I were startled by his reaction. "Are you overly tense, Yao Long...?" I asked.
Upon hearing my question, he realized he was poised for an attack and noticed some passersby giving him puzzled looks due to his behavior.
"No, I'm sorry..." Yao Long quickly relaxed his stance and collected himself. "Sorry, I was just thinking about something and didn't catch what you asked me."
Hu Fang suppressed a laugh. "It’s nothing; I just wanted to ask if you eat insects." She pointed towards the shop.
Yao Long glanced over. "Oh, insects? They're quite tasty; I've had them before..."
Seeing that Yao Long was on board, Hu Fang dashed to the shop entrance and shouted, "Hey, boss..."
At her call, a slightly plump middle-aged woman emerged from the shop wearing a grease-stained white apron. She wiped her hands on the apron as she approached and asked, "What would you like to eat, miss?"
Hu Fang inquired, "Boss, could you tell me if you have any dishes that aren't insects?"
The boss paused for a moment at Hu Fang's question before laughing in surprise. "Miss, are you joking? This is an all-insect feast; why would you ask if I have anything that's not insects...?"
Hu Fang waved her hands in explanation. "No, it's not like that. One of us doesn't eat insects. If you have any dishes that aren't insects, we’ll eat here."
The boss nodded in understanding after hearing her explanation. She looked over at me, Li Zhisheng, and Yao Long, then smiled. "Oh, I see! We do have some non-insect dishes; just tell me what you'd like, and I'll prepare it for you..."
Hu Fang listened, turned around, and waved at us, saying, "Come on..."
With that, the four of us entered the shop and gathered around an old wooden square table.
After ordering, Hu Fang glanced at us, who were silent. "By the way, why haven't I seen Death Apostle today? Where did he go?"
Upon hearing this, Li Zhisheng looked incredulous. "How careless can you be? The person is missing, and you only just noticed..."
Hu Fang replied with a hint of grievance, "What have you all been doing so mysteriously? You never tell me anything. How would I know what’s going on? The only thing I know is that this morning Shen Xu looked for Yao Long and Death Apostle. Then he asked me to help Yao Long with his wounds. After that, you all went out, and then started moving... How could I possibly know what you were up to?"
Thinking it over, I realized that this was partly my fault too. I was always worried about them being concerned and didn't want to tell them anything until the last moment.
I turned to Hu Fang and said, "I'm sorry. It's my fault too for keeping this from you when we've come this far..."
Then I explained the situation to Hu Fang. After listening, she said, "Given the current situation, it seems Death Apostle is in danger. But you don't know where to look; that's indeed quite tricky..."
"Yeah..." I frowned and nodded. "If we had any clues, it would be easier. But right now we have nothing. The only place we think Yang Master might be is that abandoned amusement park. But no matter how we think about it, he wouldn't bring Death Apostle back there..."
"No, it's not impossible..." Li Zhisheng interjected thoughtfully. "Have you ever heard the saying that the most dangerous place might be the safest? If Haoyang really did hide Death Apostle away, considering he was once part of Yang Master’s group and might have been involved in these events, he could have learned about Yang Master's true whereabouts. That’s why he might have taken Death Apostle away and warned us."
"Right..." Yao Long suddenly slammed the table in excitement. "Why didn’t I think of that? Let’s go to the amusement park and find Mr. Death!" He stood up as if ready to leave.
I quickly grabbed him. "When are you going to change your impulsive nature? Right now I don’t have Jiang Ling with me, and you didn’t bring your Azure Spirit either. What if we run into someone from Yang Master? Besides, after what happened at the amusement park before, we haven’t gone back since and have no idea what the situation is like there. I'm just guessing it might be abandoned..."
"Even if we go, we should at least wait until we check for any updates about the amusement park and prepare some things first," I said as I pulled Yao Long back into his seat.
At that moment, Yao Long felt as if he had grasped a lifeline; hope reignited in his heart as his previously gloomy expression changed completely.
At that moment, the hotel owner approached our table with several dishes in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, your..." She glanced at Yao Long, her gaze slightly drifting, but quickly returned to normal as she continued smiling. "Your bugs have arrived, and the stir-fried dishes will be out shortly. Please wait a moment..." She placed the dishes down and turned to leave.
Although her strange expression lasted only a brief moment, I caught it unintentionally. "Wait a minute..." I called out to stop her.
Hearing my voice, the owner flinched slightly and paused, slowly turning her head back with a forced smile. "What... what's wrong?" Her words sounded somewhat vague.
I furrowed my brow and scrutinized her. "Owner, do you know my friend here? It seems like you looked at him a bit strangely." I pointed to Yao Long, who was distracted across from me.
At that moment, Yao Long snapped back to attention and asked, "What's going on?"
I ignored him and fixed my sharp gaze on the owner, waiting for her response. Meanwhile, Hu Fang and Li Zhisheng also turned their attention toward the hotel owner upon hearing my question.
The atmosphere around us grew tense, and the owner could no longer maintain her smile; her expression gradually became serious...
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