Stupid but rich?

"Please come in. What kind of spiritual weapons do you want to buy? the spiritual weapons from our workshop are the best in the Qing-Yun realm." As soon as Jing Ziyu entered the door, a manservant came forward to warmly welcome him.

"It's just a new workshop. How dare you say it's one of the best in the realm?" Jing Ziyu said disdainfully.

One of the lackeys behind him immediately brought over a chair and waited for Jing Ziyu to sit down. Then, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of hot tea. Jing Ziyu didn't think much about it and picked it up to drink. The other two lackeys immediately massaged his shoulders and legs. Looking at this group of people, they were even more comfortable than at home.