"Hello, excuse me, are you the... shopkeeper here?"
Walking into the empty Myriad Medicine Hall, Xiao Yan looked around. After confirming that Yan Lin was the only one present, he subconsciously assumed that the other man was the shopkeeper. Walking up to him, Xiao Yan politely asked.
The shopkeeper?
A faintly teasing look appeared in Yan Lin's slightly raised brows. His lips curved upward as he said, "You can think of it that way."
It did not matter whose name the shop bore. What mattered was whose name he wanted it to bear.
If he said it belonged to Mr. Yao, would Mr. Yao dare object?
What does he mean, I can think of it that way? This guy talks so strangely.
Although he found Yan Lin rather odd, Xiao Yan's goal was the Blood Lotus Essence, so he had no interest in dwelling on the man's peculiar way of speaking.
"Shopkeeper, would you be willing to trade the item in your hand?"
Pointing at the Blood Lotus Essence in Yan Lin's hand, Xiao Yan got straight to the point.
This was what Yao Chen had instructed him to do.
As a Fourth-Grade Alchemist, Yan Lin could not possibly fail to recognize the Blood Lotus Essence in his hand. Xiao Yan also thought Yao Chen's words made sense. Rather than trying to be clever, he directly proposed a trade.
"Looks like you know your stuff."
Pretending to view Xiao Yan in a new light, Yan Lin lightly weighed the Blood Lotus Essence in his hand and spoke as though genuinely interested in doing business with him. "What do you intend to trade for the Blood Lotus Essence?"
Yan Lin seemed willing to trade, and Xiao Yan was secretly delighted. He cupped his fist toward Yan Lin and said, "Shopkeeper, name