"Mayor Bai." Su Bai closed the book he had not had time to read. After determining which way the Fog City Lord was heading, he had used Qing Lan's ability ahead of time to rush along a side path and reach this spot, opening a door for the Mist Shop.
Even the book in his hand was something Su Bai had grabbed at random from the shelves of items not for sale, and there was no actual text inside it.
But at least his actions had indeed caught the attention of the Fog City Lord before him.
"You..." What was going on?!
When the Fog City Lord had seen Su Bai before, his tone had always sounded courteous and polite, whether genuinely or not. After all, the painting he had first bought from Su Bai at a high price was one Qing Lan had created by imitating the style of Fog City's actual ruins-a painting of the city's remains.
Perhaps that painting had made the Fog City Lord feel that he and this human shared similar interests, which had also become the reason he paid Su Bai special attention.
At this moment, however, the Fog City Lord's voice was full of stiffness and even anger when he saw Su Bai, as though he had discovered an irreparable flaw in his most perfect work of art.
"You seem somewhat different from the others, shopkeeper." Mayor Bai, the form the Fog City Lord had taken, tried to maintain a calm demeanor, but his tone did not quite cooperate.
The Fog City Lord's true form was clearly Dense Fog that knew nothing of this world, yet the city he had created had a distinct class hierarchy. Mayor Bai's presence and behavior always resembled those of an old-fashioned aristocrat who handled everything with ease,