"I naturally won't refuse."
Zhong Shenxiu laughed heartily, followed Old Li, and entered the Tingchao Pavilion directly.
"Welcome, Master Fang!"
Two rows of staff stood at the entrance. There wasn't a single customer inside the Tingchao Pavilion, which seemed to have suspended business for a day to welcome Zhong Shenxiu.
This level of reception was, in a way, intimidating.
However, Zhong Shenxiu, unafraid, accepted this special treatment with composure and walked into the Tingchao Pavilion with large strides.
"The Pavilion Master is on the third floor, and the Master is invited to go upstairs."
Old Li led the way, and they came immediately to the second floor of the Tingchao Pavilion.
The bookshelves, originally in disarray, seemed to have been organized and vaguely formed into a formation.
