C240 Tattoo Master

"Just now, that customer bought all the Snow Fluorescence Grass."

Chu Hen looked in the direction the middle-aged man pointed.

It was a young man sitting near the window. Looking from afar, one could see that the man had a refined temperament. He was dressed in white silk clothing and was quietly sipping a pot of hot tea that had just been brewed.

Not only was the third floor a trading area