When Did I Become An Artifact Dealer?!

Zishi sat on the couch, feeling panicked and a bit terrified. He was just sitting there, waiting for anyone to arrive and do something. Like a lost child sitting on a theme park bench, waiting for his parents or anyone to come pick him up and save him from this situation... a situation that he caused because of his willfulness.

Then the hotel room door burst open.

Same reaction as always. Scaredy-cat Zishi was quick to flinch and back away from the door. To his relief, the people outside were his missing bodyguards.

His eyes watered from fear. "You guys are finally here! Why did you go missing? I was so scared." None of what he said was a lie.

They looked very haggard, but Yesell was the one who looked worse. His lip was busted, and his side was bleeding. It would heal quickly, but the blood loss was still significant.

Lira panted, "We have no idea what happened, but it seems that in this hotel, there are two dimensions. We were dragged away. From our perspective, you just suddenly vanished." Her hair was messed up, and her lipstick was smudged. Her full chest heaved up and down from exhaustion as they rushed to get there.

Zishi’s eyes widened from fear. "How can we be sure that we are now in the right dimension?" he panicked. What if he could no longer go back?

He tossed the small square pillows away. "I don’t want this anymore! I want my mother! I want my brother! Leave me alone! I want them." He was trembling, throwing a tantrum like a child.

Ollen caught the pillow. He gave Yesell and Lira a side-eye, meaning, "Can someone comfort this big baby?"

They had just seen him throw a tantrum two times in the span of a few hours. It wasn’t much, but it was surprising, considering that this man was a full-grown adult.