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Time flies swiftly by, in the blink of an eye.
Five hundred years of light and time, in but a moment, passed by.
Within the Abundant Karma House in the Golden Bamboo Sea.
Fang Xi was leisurely flipping through the account book, with Qi Min and Gong Jiujin standing by his side.
"Sir guest, your 'Storage Talismans' have sold out again. Shall we make some more?"
Gong Jiujin said excitedly, his lips unwittingly twitched.
Fang Xi glanced at him and sneered, "Sell more 'Storage Talismans' to rob the Brahman Sect's 'Transcendence Mustard Talismans' of their business? Moreover... don't I need to cultivate?"
At these words, Gong Jiujin was immediately at a loss for words.
Qi Min quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Steward Gong is just thinking of the shop's business... Sir guest, please don't take offense."
In truth, the good sale of Storage Talismans, boosting the profits of the shop in all aspects, was beneficial for everyone.
Yet Fang Xi was utterly unmoved.