Though Jiang Rui was filled with doubt and confusion, he merely hesitated slightly on the surface before calmly nodding, lifting his foot and slowly stepping inside.
"Why do they call me that?"
As Jiang Rui surveyed his surroundings and pondered the matter, he asked the Great Sage.
The surroundings had distinct black-and-white layers. Beneath every counter on the futuristic display racks floated a corresponding information panel.
They listed each item's origin, function, and seller. The first floor was a consignment area.
Nearby, several Transcendents selected goods while occasionally speaking with someone dressed in a black gentleman's suit, with the title "Black Merchant" floating above his head.
"I found no relevant information. However, based on what is currently known, it may be related to your eye color."
"Eye color?"
Jiang Rui blinked, somewhat puzzled, and condensed a mirror to examine his face. Nothing seemed wrong with it.
"I will continue monitoring information in this regard."
Mm...
Jiang Rui nodded.
At that moment, the Black Merchant, who had sent off those customers with a smile, noticed the young guest standing at the entrance and observing the surroundings.
He walked over, and a slightly sharp yet elegant voice sounded directly in Jiang Rui's mind.
"Am I not lucky today? A little fellow who has just entered R'lyeh... uh... Your Excellency?"
When Jiang Rui looked up, curiosity gleaming in his golden eyes, the man's smile froze on the spot, and his voice abruptly cut off.
Jiang Rui curled his lips and instead walked up to him. "You can tell it's my first time here?"
"Of course."
The man had delicate features, but his way of speaking did not seem to rely on his throat at all. Instead, it was as though his voice directly resounded in others' minds. Then, he adjusted his expression.
That