Withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Rongfang turned to look inside the pavilion.
Today, his sister had invited her friends from the city for a flower appreciation gathering.
Although it was called a flower appreciation gathering, there would actually be a small auction of flower seeds and fully bloomed flowers later.
The money from the auction would be used for disaster relief and rebuilding efforts around the city.
This was also a way to support his brother-in-law's current work endeavors.
Zhang Rongfang was called in to provide security, to guard the surroundings.
After all, he was an officially recognized advanced-grade Martial Artist now. His sister's invitation to take full responsibility for the safety of the flower appreciation gathering was just a small task for him.
Inside the pavilion, in the courtyard, many ladies and young mistresses from the city were moving around, accompanied by household servants and maids, appreciating the well-arranged flowers.
