"Sure, Ms. Yuntang, hello," Jiang Shu nodded to Li Yuntang, a kindly smile spreading across his face. "Please, come in and take a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
"What do you have?" Li Yuntang entered the Magic House, surveying the layout of the entire room.
The arrangements were casual, but everywhere one could see decorations related to magic.
Poker cards, mirrors, all kinds of little props, and ornaments.
If Jiang Shu's magic fans were here, they would undoubtedly be very excited.
"We have... boiled water," Jiang Shu thought for a moment, then added, "Only boiled water."
Li Yuntang: "..."
She sighed deeply and said in a faint voice, "Is this your way of saying you don't welcome me?"
