The second floor of the establishment named "Beauty Slimming Center" was spacious and empty, with pale golden wallpaper on the walls. Although the pattern was elegant, it definitely wasn't installed by the current owner—it must have been left by the previous occupants.
The room was quiet, with only two square chairs placed against the wall. To the right of the door, there was a table against the wall, on which rested a statue of some deity they didn't recognize.
Zhu Wenwen glanced at it briefly, both of them thought it was common, something similar to the God of Wealth that other stores displayed, so they didn't look closely. In front of the statue burned incense, its fragrance was light and ethereal, and soon, a subtle scent filled the room. Lou Ning wrinkled her nose and sniffed, exclaiming to Zhu Wenwen, "This incense smells really good!"
Just as she finished speaking, a woman at the window facing the street turned around.
