Gu Shaoshang's Small Move
"Uncle Xiang."
The middle-aged man known as Uncle Jiu greeted him, pointed at the young man behind him, and said, "This is my newly accepted registered disciple, Fang Xiaoyu."
"Hello, Uncle Xiang."
The burly young man in brocade robes smiled faintly and greeted him.
The two then took their seats and spoke with a wealthy foreigner.
"Fang Xiaoyu..."
Gu Shaoshang smiled faintly and withdrew his gaze.
Xu Fu's eyes shifted slightly. "That young man has extraordinary fortune. Did you come for him, sir?"
"Yes and no."
Gu Shaoshang's answer was ambiguous.
The young man named Fang Xiaoyu possessed fortune that surged like a rolling dragon, yet within it seemed to lurk a massive Taotie, manifesting an intent to devour and plunder.
Clearly, he was someone with an opportunity as well.
After Gu Shaoshang had arrived in this world, it seemed to have undergone unfathomable changes. Or perhaps it was a transformation brought about by the fate of Immortal Qin's birth. Perhaps it was both.
This had caused many things that even interested Gu Shaoshang to emerge in this world.
At the very least, there had been no Anubis in this world two thousand years ago, yet now one had appeared.
An Anubis alone was naturally nothing, but traces of him meant the existence of an entire pantheon behind him.
And perhaps even more bizarre beings that should not have existed in this world would be born.
Fang Xiaoyu might be a Traveler, or perhaps something else. Gu Shaoshang did not care about him or Uncle Jiu. What he cared about was the meaning behind their appearance.
This world was about to descend into chaos.
Gu Shaoshang's gaze flickered, and he did not dwell on it for now.
At present, he still needed to play Eastern Emperor