Inside the Little Shop.
Lin Xiao had thought no one else would be coming for a while.
To his surprise, two figures entered the Little Shop almost simultaneously.
He recognized Sword Douluo, dressed in white with white hair. That went without saying.
But the girl beside Sword Douluo was a sight to brighten anyone's eyes.
Her simple white dress was neat yet elegant, her short hair fell crisply to her ears, and her skin was as tender and dewy as a lychee. With her exquisite features, she seemed untouched by worldly dust.
Unless I'm mistaken, this girl must be Ning Rongrong... After a moment's distraction, Lin Xiao guessed her identity.
The girl seemed to notice Lin Xiao's gaze just then. She immediately gave him a gentle, lovely smile, like a warm spring breeze seeping into the heart.
By then, a faint smile had appeared on Lin Xiao's face. "Welcome."
"Haha, Boss Lin, this old man has come to trouble you again."
Sword Douluo laughed heartily.
He only behaved like this with Lin Xiao. Otherwise, he rarely showed such emotion...
Boss Lin? He's the shopkeeper?
A curious gleam rippled through Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes.
On their way to Spirit City, Sword Douluo had told her how extraordinary this "Boss Lin" was.
Not only was his own strength unfathomable, but even his servant was a master of the sword-someone even Sword Grandpa could not defeat.
According to Sword Douluo, although the shopkeeper looked young, he was actually an "old monster" who knew how to preserve his youthful appearance. He had reminded Ning Rongrong over and over to be careful when dealing with him and never forget her manners.
Just then, Ning Rongrong said in a clear, sweet voice, "Hello, Boss Lin. My name is Ning Rongrong."
"My name is Lin Xiao. I'm