The shopkeeper lowered his head in surprise, and then saw the small dumplings that were no taller than the counter, and his expression became even more surprised: "Kid, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to do business." Xiaotuanzi said seriously.
The shopkeeper immediately became happy.
This child looked to be at most five or six years old, with a gray face. He couldn't even see his facial features clearly, and he didn't know where he had just returned from his mischief. He had a pair of big and round black eyes, and he looked smart and cute. The shopkeeper thought he was a child from a nearby family and came to play, so he said half-jokingly: "Little guy, I don't do business with children here. Where are your parents?"
Xiaotuanzi frowned, "I'm really here to do business!"
"Hahaha." The shopkeeper was amused, waved his hand and joked, "If you want to do business, go and ask your parents to come over! I don't do business for children here, just go and have fun."
As he said that, he lowered his head and continued to make calculations, obviously not taking Xiaotuanzi's words to heart.
Just kidding.
The business he does here makes ordinary people afraid to enter.
How dare a young kid come and say he wants to do business? I’m afraid he didn’t learn from adults, right?
Seeing the shopkeeper's disapproval, Xiaotuanzi's cheeks bulged slightly, feeling a little unhappy.
"Xiao Mo..." Jun Buli came over, a little confused.
"Hey, the little friend is here? Go and play, don't mess around here." The shopkeeper looked up and said funny.
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, there was a soft snap.
Xiaotuanzi put a token on the counter and hummed: "Don't do children's business? Look at what this is."
The shopkeeper didn't care at first, he just glanced at it casually with the idea of dismissing the child, and his expression suddenly became dull.
"Do you see clearly?" Xiaotuanzi crossed his arms and looked at him proudly.
The shopkeeper suddenly stood up, startling Jun Buli.
He held the token in both hands and turned it over several times in disbelief. His expression suddenly became serious: "Kid, where did you get this token?"
"You don't care where I got it from, I can do business with you, okay?"
Xiaotuanzi said proudly.
The shopkeeper's expression was as if he was constipated, and he held back what he wanted to say.
Looking at the genuine token in his hand, he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, of course!"
This is Wentianlou’s high-level token!
Once the token is issued, all its branches must obey the order and must not violate it.
The rules of Wentianlou have always been to only recognize the token but not the person, and you are not allowed to ask about the origin of the token.
Regardless of whether you are a warrior, an ordinary person, an adult or a child, as long as you have a real token in hand, everyone under the Wentian Tower will acknowledge it.
This is the rule.
The shopkeeper took a deep look at Xiaotuanzi and returned the token to him: "Wait here."
With that said, he stood up and walked out of the counter and walked to the door, looking like he was ready to close the store.
"What are you doing with the door closed?" Jun Buli looked at him warily.
It's closed in broad daylight. Isn't this a shady store?
The shopkeeper turned a deaf ear and reached out to close the door tightly, unlock it, then turned and walked towards them.
Jun Buli subconsciously stood in front of Xiao Tuanzi, his spiritual energy in his hands ready to go.