C1109 The Cruel Pressure

In the southern district of the city, the entrance to the Heaven Earth Pavilion was lined with an array of opulent carriages.

Peony stood atop the steps, her face adorned with a serene smile. The well-prepared maids greeted the arriving family heads of Ocean Tide City with the warmest of smiles, ushering them into the pavilion. To Peony, these family heads were akin to walking gold mines.

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