The Thousand Spirits Shop was a big chain store with thousands of years of history.
Ma Hang was able to climb up from the status of an apprentice to a shopkeeper after 20 years. Whether it was his IQ or EQ, they were equally outstanding.
After the tea was served, Shopkeeper Ma tried to hold a casual conversation. From there, he knew that this young person didn't like mingling; hence, he went straight to the point.
"The spirit rune that was drawn by Teacher Sun just now, could it be your own invention?"
Ma Hang's round face was coupled with a big smile, looking very amiable.
"It's not!"
Sun Mo admitted it directly. Even though this drawing was exclusively owned by him, it was designed by the system.
"Could it be excavated from some random historical ruins?"
Ma Hang's eyes brightened up and stared at Sun Mo's gaze. It was as though he was looking at an invaluable unprocessed ore.
"It isn't either!"
