C1911 You Can't be Painting Me Right?

The newly opened Origin Merchant Shop was eerily quiet. Behind the counter, Lo Chuan and Yao Ziyan were engaged in a low-key conversation, seemingly indifferent to the shop's business operations.

A master and his servant, seemingly first-time visitors, curiously surveyed the shop's surroundings with great interest.

Lo Chuan spared only a brief glance before his interest waned