Old Fifth Yang beckoned, and a man nearby immediately walked over and unveiled the tarp covering something on a nearby truck.
On the truck, an entire set of furniture was neatly arranged, beautifully crafted, in a dark red hue, permeated with an air of antiquity. Those standing by could even smell the fragrance of the wood. Although not many people are connoisseurs of furniture, it was clear to anyone with discerning eyes that this set of furniture was no simple matter.
"This... this is made of pure redwood!" exclaimed someone standing by the truck, looking at the furniture with a face full of envy.
