As winter ebbs and spring takes hold.
Three Mountains Market seems unchanged compared to before.
After all, with the protection of the Great Formation, you wouldn't know the cold of winter or heat of summer, the inside climates is a spring throughout all four seasons.
On this day.
Lin Yuanping saw a plump man clothed in a golden robe coming over, he promptly changed his expression: "Daoist Jin..."
This fatty's name is 'Jin Buhuan', the landlord of 'Mini Talisman Studio'.
"Oh? Little Lin... The business of Mini Talisman Studio isn't bad at all, making quite a lot of gold every day." Jin Buhuan looked at the crowd, stroking his greasy, shiny face, and laughed.
"Th...thanks to your good fortune, of course." Lin Yuanping grumbled internally.
At this point, Aaron joined in: "You go attend to the customers, I'll entertain Daoist Jin myself."
Having said that, he invited Jin Buhuan to the back room: "Daoist Jin, what brings you here?"
