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TL: Zhao
Editing: Krisaia

At nine in the morning, in the old city district, Li Yiming opened the aged wooden doors to his tea shop. As he stared at the wooden panel above the entrance, he forced himself to produce a smile.

‘I’m now back at the start. What kind of road will I walk this time?’ Li Yiming entered his shop and looked around. The owner of the shop had left everything as it was. Being scared of Li Yiming going back on his words, he hurried to have all the paperwork done within three days.

The furniture was left untouched and the place had been cleaned up thoroughly. Li Yiming walked to the counter,...