At the beginning of the year 2643 of the Douluo Calendar, outside a storefront in Suotuo City.
A black-haired, black-clothed youth of around sixteen stood at the entrance, examining the two-story building before him.
This was Xuan Xiao, who had dyed his hair black. He had come here for this very storefront.
The Hurricane Giant Tower could have handled this without so much trouble, but really, who had never dreamed of owning a little shop, growing vegetables, and fishing now and then?
The plump shopkeeper rubbed his hands together and stood cautiously beside him, looking as though he were serving an ancestor.
"Young master, are you satisfied with this shop? It's in a great location, in a prime district. It used to sell cloth, and business was booming."
Xuan Xiao ignored his nonsense and got straight to the point.
"How much? I'll buy it."
Seeing that Xuan Xiao carried himself nothing like an ordinary person, the shopkeeper cautiously held up one finger.
Xuan Xiao saw how terrified the man was of upsetting him and losing the deal, so he simply extended his right hand.
Thud.
A solid chest dropped out of his Storage Ring.
"Fine. Take it and leave. Keep the extra as thanks for your effort."
The shopkeeper crouched down, assuming Xuan Xiao had tossed out some trinket to brush him off.
But the moment the chest opened with a click, the glare nearly blinded him.
It was filled with gold bricks, stacked in neat rows. Their glittering golden light was enough to blind anyone.
The fat shopkeeper's legs went weak, and he nearly dropped to his knees.
"Th-this... young master... th-this is far too much, isn't it?"
Xuan Xiao waved a hand.
"Cut the nonsense. Leave the deed and the keys, then get lost."
"Yes, sir. Right away."