After breakfast, Wufu prepared to head to the trade association with Ah Jiu, but before they could leave, they learned that Shopkeeper Lin had been waiting for them since early morning.
"Triad Leader ordered me to escort the young lady to the trade association," Shopkeeper Lin said with a smile, bowing his hand. Catching sight of Ah Jiu standing to the side, he again bowed in salute, "Ninth Master, I have not yet congratulated the Ninth Master on the acquisition of a rare treasure."
After yesterday's masterful play, those who were in the know believed that Wufu and Ah Jiu were in cahoots. Only Shopkeeper Lin, who had previously met Ah Jiu, was a hundred percent certain that they were indeed a group.
Shopkeeper Lin felt it was a pity about the Peach Blossom Spring. If his Silver House could have secured it, it would have been wonderful—sold for two hundred thousand taels, just the thought of it made his heart itch like a cat's claws, unbearable.
