Lin Mo's room was marked as the 'Shopkeeper's Suite'. In fact, it could even be called as the Master's Bedroom.
It was massive, dominating the end of the hall. The bed alone, carved from something similar to fragrant sandalwood and draped in cloud-silk sheets, was large enough to comfortably sleep five or even more.
It was a bed designed for an emperor, or perhaps, a very successful merchant with a growing list of 'valued partners'.
Last night, he had entered it to finally sleep after the exhausting ordeal of his body tempering. He had explicitly said his goodnights.
But then Meiyu had lingered, claiming she needed to discuss the morning shift schedule in a 'quieter environment'.
Then Qingyan had appeared, stating she needed to review the northern distribution routes before she departed at dawn.
