"I do apologize. I established Jiupin Residence to collect Refining Materials, so everything is sold at cost."
"I don't make a profit."
"Fellow Daoist Zhu..." Yu Lou shook his head.
"You're just fooling yourself with words like that. If you're really not making a profit, why go to all the trouble?"
"Have you considered transferring ownership of the shop, Fellow Daoist? I know two fellow Daoists who are very sincere about taking it over."
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Zhu Ju was speechless.
It took a great deal of persuasion to finally show him out of the courtyard. 'With a neighbor like this, it seems peace and quiet will be hard to come by in the future.'
"Fellow Daoist Zhu!"
Just as he closed the courtyard gate, another visitor arrived.
"Drunken Daoist?"
Zhu Ju looked surprised.
The Drunken Daoist, who was usually unshaven and disheveled, was actually clean and well-groomed today.
