Zixin closed the booklet for now. There was far more packed inside it than he could properly absorb while standing at a counter with people shuffling around behind him, breathing down his neck, and occasionally elbowing him in the ribs like he owed them money. He would find somewhere quiet later and go through the rest of it carefully, line by line, like a man defusing a bomb.
For now, he tucked the booklet beneath his arm and returned his attention to the printed price list. There was one more thing he wanted to see. One more line that had been quietly nagging at him ever since he'd first scanned the page.
Rankings & Scoreboards — 20 Stat Points.
His eyes lingered on it.
The conversation he'd overheard outside immediately clawed its way back into his skull, uninvited and loud.
Top scorer.
