"Of course. Otherwise, why would I bring you to such a shabby place?" Thomas laughed, his tone full of contempt for this kind of place.
The boss heard their words, but his expression changed slightly. However, in the end, he did not say it out loud because he had been in business for so long.
He just greeted them with a smile.
"Since the two of you are here, do you want to take a look at my place? Maybe you can find what you need?" The boss raised his hand at the two of them.
Thomas seemed to have stopped his footsteps with great difficulty. His eyes swept over the stall and finally fixed on a beautiful flower.
Ice muscle flowers grew in extremely cold places. If this flower was used as medicine, as long as it was applied to one's face, it could ensure that one's skin was white and delicate. Unfortunately, this was something that many noble ladies could not obtain.