Zhou Xing caught the meaning behind Qin Siyang's words.
He was flaunting his backing.
Zhou Xing had already found Qin Siyang's Sequence awakening somewhat strange, but had always chalked it up to a rare stroke of luck.
Yet after exchanging just a few words with Qin Siyang face-to-face, he realized that the murky depths behind the boy were unfathomable.
"Then, Qin Siyang, how did you awaken your Sequence?"
Qin Siyang smiled faintly. "That's not something I can share with you, Uncle Zhou. Let's focus on how many Sequence Potions you want me to give you."
Zhou Xing fell silent at that, recognizing Qin Siyang's stance.
His backing was formidable.
His patrons were not to be pried into.
The two of them were simply making a transaction. There would be no other ties between them.
Zhou Xing had developed a new interest in Qin Siyang and wanted to probe his background, considering whether further cooperation might be possible.
But Qin Siyang's remark shut that possibility down.
This was also the conclusion Qin Siyang had reached from his brief exchange with Zhou Xing.
Zhou Xing was greedy and had little backing of his own.
If Li Tianming had been sitting across from him, he would have tried every means possible to build a relationship with him.
If Qian Wendao had been sitting across from him, he would have extended goodwill and suggested keeping in touch.
But Zhou Xing had done neither.
Perhaps it was because Zhou Xing had always been an academic. He had studied inside the safe zone and worked in the education department. After awakening the practically useless [Soft Body] Sequence, he had never had the chance to hunt gods outside the safe zone, either.
He had spent his life navigating human relationships, growing accustomed to flattering the powerful and