"Dear customers," Lin Mo began. His clear voice cut through the chatter like a spirit blade passing through. The Ancestors and Sect Masters turned, their eyes focusing on him. "You've tasted our noodles, marveled at our talismans, and seen what a single [Starshot Revolver] can do to a Void Refinement Stage's pride. But let's talk business, shall we? A realm-shaking business."
He glanced at the [Tower Integration Protocol]. The portal to the Martial World's Fractured Plane is still unopened. The [Celestial Shuttle Network] upgrade glowed temptingly, its potential to link the store with towers and anchor a strategic edge against future threats. The four million Dimension Essence in reserve felt like a war chest, ready to be spent on fortifying the store.
