"Senior, are you sure you're not looking to buy a Bizarre Golden Immortal Technique?" The shopkeeper's face took on a strange expression when the Bizarre Immortal entered and made the odd request. He quickly spoke up to remind him.
"Are you teaching this sovereign how to do things?!"
Jia Ren, transformed into a Bizarre Immortal, assumed an attitude as if others were beneath his notice, a bizarre aura almost spilling out.
The shopkeeper felt as if his demon soul was being tainted, and the idea of worshipping this person involuntarily popped into his mind. This contamination wasn't strong, lasting only a moment before disappearing without a trace.
The shopkeeper's face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly shut his mouth.
