Although he felt Konoha was a good place to go, Xin knew better after seeing Tsunade's expression.
She wanted to tie him to Konoha.
That wouldn't do.
Konoha had many rich people, but so did other places, and most importantly,
As a mysterious merchant, he couldn't give people the illusion that he could be restricted.
"It would be great if Miss Tsunade is willing to introduce me to customers," Xin said with a light chuckle. "You can contact me anytime, anywhere, through the badge. If a customer wants to buy Mystery Box, I will rush over immediately."
"There's no need to make it so troublesome. You can just follow me," Tsunade said with her arms crossed, her tone undeniable and radiating dominance.
"That won't do," Xin's smile didn't change as he stood up. "I still have many customers. So, Miss Tsunade, farewell for now."
After a graceful bow,
Before Tsunade could even react,
With a soft 'bang', he disappeared like an illusion.
Short-distance Apparition worth seven hundred transaction points.
"Lady Tsunade!" Shizune couldn't help but exclaim.
"Space ninjutsu?" Tsunade frowned, but quickly shook her head as if denying it herself. "No, it doesn't seem like it."
As the granddaughter of the First Hokage, she had naturally seen the space-time ninjutsu developed by her great-uncle, the Second Hokage, the Flying Thunder God Technique.
But what just happened was completely different.
Spatial ability from another world?
After pondering for a moment, Tsunade suddenly stood up.
"Shizune, we're going back to Konoha."
The matter of the merchant from another world must be reported to the Third Hokage as soon as possible, and the money for the resurrection must also be gathered quickly.
Tsunade, who had been away for decades, for the first time, decided to return to Konoha.
Whatever different consequences this would trigger were irrelevant to Xin. He was currently strolling around the small city.
It looked quite peaceful.
But it felt like walking through a movie set. In Xin's original world, it was rare to see towns with low-rise buildings like this.
"So, what should I do next?"
Xin casually exchanged for a chicken leg, leaned against a wall, and gnawed on it while looking at the sparse pedestrians on the street. A rather strong sense of loneliness suddenly washed over him.
Alone in another world.
Submerged in the system in his mind, he had immediately tried to find a "return to Earth" purchase option after realizing he had transmigrated, but couldn't find it.
As for customization,
It also showed "insufficient transaction points."
At least hope wasn't completely cut off.
"...Forget it, overthinking is useless." Xin quickly finished the chicken leg in his hand, wiped his mouth, "How much does a customized identity search service cost? Hmm, only a little over thirteen hundred for such a small town? Then let's find the richest person..."