In Jian'an City where every inch of land was worth gold, owning a store might not guarantee significant profit, but the storefront itself could certainly fetch a good price.
"Being someone with limited connections like me, I might not be able to sell top-notch items. So I just barge in blindly, hoping to make as much money as I can when I find a lucrative opportunity, and pull out promptly when I'm incurring losses."
He chuckled sheepishly.
"It's the same for everyone."
Lin Caisang also chuckled and responded.
"Dad, I'm back... Miss Lin, why are you here?"
As the words were spoken, Zeng Yulang returned home. Upon opening the courtyard door and sighting Lin Caisang, his first reaction was surprise, followed by a question.
"I was just passing by, so I came to visit," Lin Caisang replied.
"Yulang, what happened at the academy? Did the vice principal tell you what exactly is going on?" Seeing his son, Old Man Zeng, too engrossed to notice Lin Caisang at first, asked anxiously.