He and the other man stared into each other's eyes. After a long... very long while, a trace of admiration finally flashed through the shopkeeper's eyes.
The shopkeeper looked at Boss Luo and said, "I can't ask your name."
Boss Luo smiled faintly. "I can't ask about your past, either."
The shopkeeper waved his hand, and the motionless Miss Eleanor beside him was sent out of the study. That would make their conversation somewhat more comfortable.
Only then did the shopkeeper smile and say, "That Black Soul Envoy called Nero—you planted a mental seed in her long ago, didn't you? Using that connection, you sent back an ordinary person connected to this era, reactivated the seed in Nero's body, and then descended through your will... Quite an impressive method. I never thought of that before."
Boss Luo shook his head. "It was merely a relatively successful attempt."
The shopkeeper nodded. "I've done something similar before. Unfortunately, my predecessor didn't seem willing to cooperate."
From those simple words, Boss Luo learned a great deal... He had inherited the shop from the shopkeeper before him, while the shopkeeper had likewise inherited it from an even earlier predecessor.
"We can't trace its inheritance back to its source, at least not for now." The shopkeeper folded his hands and said, "Its existence is far more ancient than you imagine."
Boss Luo had countless questions and doubts he hoped to resolve through the shopkeeper. Discussing them all would probably take quite some time. "Why did you choose me?"
"Looks like I really will choose you in the future." The shopkeeper thought for a moment. "But I can't answer that question now—because I haven't formally met you yet. I don't know what I'll think tomorrow, so naturally I can't know what reason will ultimately lead me