"Alright, now, who will help me deliver this to the back?" Mu Lin chuckled as she simply wasn't familiar with the place.
Looking at the lifted corners of Mu Lin's mouth, for some reason, the group felt that something seemed different, yet they couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was.
Well, it doesn't matter.
"I'll go." Ji Shubai stood up, taking the small porcelain bottle from Zhang Mingzhe's hand. "Any specific requirements?" he asked, looking at Mu Lin.
"Ask them not to disclose the identity of the owner for now, but if the buyer truly wants to meet, they may come for consultation later." Mu Lin ordered.
Pausing for a moment, he then nodded. For Mu Lin's audacity, Ji Shubai truly admired her, for her boldness to face the hidden mastermind without hesitation was not something any ordinary person could discern. But what intrigued him most was the nature of the feud between Mu Lin and this hidden figure.
Anything that interests Mu Lin surely won't be straightforward.
