Chen Lin felt a moment of disorientation when he heard the shopkeeper's question.
Scenes from Kaiyuan City surfaced in his mind one after another. Finally, Zhang Mazi's broad face appeared, overlapping with Manager Shen's.
He shook his head, banishing those images, then joked with a smile, "No. Why, are you planning to play matchmaker for me? Don't tell me some young lady of the Shen Family has taken a fancy to me. I'd truly be overwhelmed by the honor!"
The man behind the Treasure Pavilion was Shen Qianzhong, a Foundation Establishment elder of the Qingyun Sect. Chen Lin had already looked into that. After all, he intended to work with them over the long term, so he had to learn something about them.
The Shen Family had a good reputation and was a major lineage, but he had no plans to find a companion just yet. He was only joking.
The shopkeeper smiled as well. "I have no say over the young ladies of the Shen Family, and I have no daughters myself. However, my wife has a niece on her side of the family. She's very pretty and at a good age, and she's currently an outer disciple of the Qingyang Sect. If you're interested, I could introduce you."
Chen Lin felt relieved.
This shopkeeper was someone worth knowing. At least he hadn't tried to introduce him to a widow or some mountain bandit chief, and had even offered his wife's niece. Though he might only be trying to draw Chen Lin in because he could refine pills, he had at least shown some sincerity.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have no plans to settle down yet. I want to take my chances on the Dao path, so I'm afraid I must disappoint you."
Chen Lin politely