What Angel meant was that he didn't see the boy with white hair and green eyes.
What the little old man understood was that nature elves are elemental elves, and those who can become their masters are basically formal wizards. And the customers in this shop are all apprentices, so they cannot be the masters of Bru.
Although the ideas are different, the final direction is similar.
The little old man: "Due to some factors, I cannot reveal the identity of Bulu's owner. However, you can go meet the owner of this workshop."
As the little old man spoke, he gave hints with rich expressions.
Angel was not stupid either, and immediately understood what the little old man meant.
When he mentioned that he was "unable to reveal his identity due to some factors," he kept glancing at Bru No. 2 and poking his finger at his heart.
This is clearly telling Angel that the so-called "force majeure factor" is the threshold of this store. It is also the verbal contract that Bru No. 2 mentioned when Angel came in before.
The little old man's second sentence asked Angel to meet the owner of this workshop. When he said this, he still did not put down the finger poking at his heart. This was actually a hint.
It shows that his second sentence is still related to "verbal contract".
The master of Bru, the master of the workshop... is it related to the verbal contract?
A vague conjecture came to Angel's mind, but he felt that this conjecture was a bit ridiculous.
——The owner of the workshop must be Bulu’s owner, right?
But it shouldn't be.
Angel did not ask this question, but nodded gently to the little old man and expressed his gratitude.
The little old man waved his hand and stepped back. After making sure that Angel was not paying attention to him, he rushed out of the store.
Angel didn't pay much attention to the little old man's cautious attitude. There was a huge difference between apprentices and ordinary people; between wizards and apprentices, the gap was even greater, comparable to a chasm in the sky.
Coupled with the naughty character of many wizards, the little old man's caution is very normal among apprentices.
Angel ignored the little old man who left, but turned around and said to Bru No. 2: "Take me to see the owner of the workshop."
After a pause for a second, Bru No. 2 said: "Please wait a moment, I need to contact the owner before I can make a decision."
For the next period of time, Bru-2 seemed to be down, standing there dumbly.
It wasn't until half a minute later that Puru No. 2 woke up. However, at this time, Puru No. 2's eyes were not as dull as before, and they were a little more agile.
Bru No. 2 looked at Angel up and down as if seeing Angel for the first time.
After a moment, Bulu No. 2 said calmly: "You were introduced by Bulu?"
As soon as he heard Bru No. 2 speak, Angel guessed that the alchemy puppet in front of him should have changed its "inner core".
"Are you Bru's master?" Angel asked.
Bru No. 2 nodded: "Yes... I probably know what you want from me. Come on, I'll wait for you behind the workshop."
After speaking, Bru No. 2 lowered her head. Two seconds later, when she raised her head again, the agility in her eyes disappeared and she returned to the normal state of an alchemy puppet.
"Dear guest, the master has opened the guest's permission to go to the workshop laboratory. Guest, please follow me."
Bru No. 2 bowed to Angel, and then made a gesture of leading the way.
Angel did not refuse and followed Bru No. 2 to the side of the workshop hall.
After passing a curtain, they came to a wooden corridor.
After walking forward for about twenty meters and passing a corner, Angel saw a laboratory with an open door.
"This is the master's laboratory." Bru No. 2 stopped at the entrance of the laboratory, seemingly not intending to enter.
Angel looked around the laboratory, especially after sensing the magic pattern circuits around him. After confirming that there were no dangerous traps here, he stepped into the laboratory.
As soon as he entered this pure white laboratory, Angel immediately smelled a strong smell of herbs.
Following the source of the herbal smell, Angel looked over.
On one side of the laboratory, there stood a large boiler steaming with colorful mist. All the smell of herbs came from the boiler.
However, Angel was more concerned about the people standing by the boiler than the witch soup refining boiler.
It was a girl wearing a large wizard robe, with long pure white hair and green eyes...
Oh no.
It's a young man.
Chapter completed!