Area A's potion shop…
Uncle Chen was upstairs, discussing business with a partner.
"President Chen, when will your advanced potion arrive?" The person sitting opposite Uncle Chen was a high-ranking cultivator in the International Association.
However, he didn't dare to be disrespectful to a normal person like Uncle Chen. After all, he was in charge of a high-level potion shop.
Uncle Chen was already extremely calm from the initial panic. He reached out and knocked on the table. "The potion maker is currently in closed-door cultivation. I'm afraid he won't be able to provide you with a high-level potion anytime soon. At least… five days later."
He said a number that Su Huiqing sent him this morning.
That person stood up and cupped his hands towards Uncle Chen. "Alright, then I will…"
Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang. A salesperson came up with a pale face. "Uncle Chen, bad news. The administrator of Area A is here!"