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TL: Zhao
Editing: Krisaia

“Welcome.” Chen Jiawang stood up with his professional smile and greeted the two middle-aged men who entered the tea shop. 

“Oh? Nicely decorated. How about here?” One of the men, with very short hair and holding a large golden chain, said as he looked around. 

Suddenly, the man laid his eyes on the golden flower that Chen Jiawang had transmuted and he was instantly captivated. Chen Jiawang, having never received instructions to throw it away, decided to put it on display on the front desk.

“Do you have a private room?” One of the men asked.  

“I’m sorry, but the main hall is all we have…” Chen Jiawang answered as he...