In the courtyard, Li Hejun was lying on a Grandmaster's Chair, listening to a handmaiden report on the accounts.
Business at Lintao Pavilion had been booming recently. If one were to judge solely by the flow of Spirit Stones, it could even compare with some of the long-established shops in the harbor district.
But she knew it was all a beautiful but fleeting illusion.
If the Chengde Commerce Association were to actually cut off their supply of goods, Lintao Pavilion would immediately be knocked back to square one. This was the consequence of having no foundation. Even if they found other suppliers afterward, their business would inevitably suffer a major blow.
But what did it matter?
'As long as my master is happy, that's all that matters.'
At this thought, Li Hejun sighed. She casually took out an ornate Copper Mirror and gazed at the beautiful face in its reflection. Her youthful appearance had been frozen in time from the day she took the Beauty Pill.
