When Hua Zhuo looked at the batch of new cards submitted by Wen Jiang, she started to smile. First, it was a gentle smile that grew louder, until finally, she was laughing while clapping her hands, with even a few tears seeping from the corners of her eyes.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, can you see this? Your daughter, she is outstanding! In the future, she will surely become an unstoppable UR-Rank Spirit Card Master. She will create history for Yunxia. She definitely will!"
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The Mount Flower Card Factory of the eight great families of Yunxia seemed to come to life overnight.
They recruited a large group of new workers to make ordinary cards; after all, this was a modern assembly line method, merely producing paper cards that required ordinary people to operate. Signing a contract would do the job.
