It was actually a cyberpunk-style streetwear store.
To be honest, Yun Zijin wasn't a huge fan of this kind of flashy style.
But she had just declared herself a democratic Host, so of course, she couldn't refuse now.
"Alright, let's head to that store first. You all take a look and see if there's anything you like. Just let me know."
Yun Zijin and her large entourage walked toward the streetwear store.
"Yun Zijin!"
That familiar voice, and that condescending tone... Yun Zijin really wanted to curse them for being such a persistent nuisance.
"Brother, is that older sister?"
That cloyingly sweet and weak voice... Yun Zijin didn't even have to guess who it was.
"So you're Yun Zijin? What is your relationship with them?"
Yun Zijin didn't even turn around. Just by listening, she knew it was her never-before-met biological mother.
When she turned, she saw that her guess was correct.
