Xu Qing was thinking that if someday someone from the Government Office came to ask him for the chair, he would just say it was lost, and that he hadn't seen it. If they wanted him to compensate, well, he had a redwood coffin they could take away instead.
That coffin used much more wood than a Master's Chair.
But Xu Qing only thought about it; it was just a chair. No matter how comfortable it was, he couldn't seriously keep it, could he?
Xu Qing sat in the Master's Chair and could see the activity at the Incense and Candle Shop diagonally opposite.
In recent days, the Incense and Candle Shop had been livelier than before, attracting more people.
The young Miss from the Wang Family and Boss Cheng supported each other, like a mother and daughter, their days becoming increasingly respectable.
Inside the Incense and Candle Shop, when Cheng Caiyun sprinkled water onto the street, she happened to see Xu Qing tilting his head, smiling at the two of them.