At the black market shop, Luo Aiman, who was reading a magazine with a pink face, suddenly looked up, and the color on his face gradually returned to gold.
"Why do I suddenly feel a little uneasy, like there's some malice approaching my shop?"
Adjusting the scholar's cap on his round head with a tentacle, Luo Aiman chuckled to himself: "There's nothing in this area that can threaten my existence. That kid earlier must have scared me a bit, just overthinking..."
Just then, a young man with a buzz cut walked into the shop through a newly opened door of light.
Upon seeing Luo Aiman, Phoenix Mountain first looked puzzled, then seemed to remember something, and pointed at him, exclaiming: "Kill... Killecturer!?"
"Killecturer?"
Luo Aiman was dumbfounded upon hearing the name and routinely explained: "This customer must have mistaken me for someone else. I am Luo Aiman, the owner of this small black market shop.
You can call me Shopkeeper Luo or Boss Luo."
