A steady stream of materials was delivered from Heng Tong Bank, carried by the tool-wielding brothers into the Wanchun Courtyard. Meanwhile, the neighboring Fengyue Pavilion was also gradually becoming busier.

On one side were the stunning women from the Hundred Flowers Ranking, singing and dancing like orioles and swallows; on the other side, the young lady technicians were working diligently.

Both sides seemed to be thriving.

However, the owners of both establishments were currently squatting at a tea stall across the street, sipping large bowls of tea, determined to stay away from worldly affairs of love, as all their affections were reserved for an Ice Fairy no longer in this world.