Boss Luo let out a bitter laugh. Even now, he not only felt a headache—though that might also have been because time was evaporating at a terrifying rate, greatly suppressing his thoughts.
"I think I'll probably still be tangled up over this question for a very long time."
The shopkeeper said indifferently, "You can keep struggling with it. You have enough time to dwell on this question. Perhaps the longer you remain doubtful, the better it will be for you. In fact, you can still find things to do... Once you officially become an agent, I'm afraid you won't be able to feel any happiness again."
Luo Qiu frowned. "According to what you're saying, my future self should be even less likely to let me understand this here."
The shopkeeper leaned back again, a distant look flashing through his eyes. "Perhaps, in a more distant future, your future self found a way to resolve all this, which was why he needed to do it. Anything is possible, isn't it?"
"Including you cooperating with my future self to create this point in time and let me descend?" Boss Luo's eyes lit up.
The shopkeeper shook his head. "In fact, I wasn't cooperating. I was only passively doing this... To put it bluntly, if your future self stood before me, I might not be able to stop myself from beating him to death. That's because, in the even more distant future, your future self probably bought the demand that forced me to cooperate. My own will was clearly resisting cooperation, because this obviously offered me no benefit."
Boss Luo's expression became rather strange... This shopkeeper was actually steady and mature, yet also somewhat mischievous?
"Of course, it's also possible that I couldn't beat your future self and was pinned to the ground