Treasure Pavilion.
Although Chen Lin suspected Manager Shen had been the one to report his spirit milk to Luo Qinglan, he still came to this shop first.
He wanted to see whether the man would show any unusual reaction upon seeing him.
"What? He's no longer the manager? He's been promoted to a sect elder?"
As soon as he entered the shop, Chen Lin learned that Manager Shen had moved up in the world.
Chen Lin's expression darkened. There was no need to suspect anything now; this practically nailed it down.
The man had traded information about his spirit milk for an official position. Otherwise, with his Qi Condensation cultivation, what qualifications could he possibly have to become an elder?
Moreover, the Qingyang Sect now had a Golden Core cultivator and had become a major sect capable of standing on equal footing with the Blazing Sun Sect. Who knew how many cultivators would flock to join it? The value of its positions had shot straight up.
However, Chen Lin had already decided to let the matter of the spirit milk rot in his belly, so he asked no further questions.
The new manager was a burly man, also a late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator, though he was probably getting on in years.
He had just one distinguishing feature: ugly!
This baffled Chen Lin. Why would a shop put someone so ugly in charge? Wasn't that just revolting the customers?
But when he saw the other assistants, he immediately realized something was wrong.
On his previous two visits, the customers had all been served by beautiful women, or at worst, handsome young men with refined features. Why had they all been replaced by such hideous old people with faces covered in wrinkles?
Something was off.
Chen Lin had intended to buy some