These past few days, fewer than ten people have come to have their paintings done at times.
Even though Duan Rong has employed a hunger marketing strategy, trying his best to keep the buzz circulating in the neighborhood, the number of potential customers is limited, and the slowdown of business is actually just a matter of time.
Duan Rong was not in a hurry; first, he anticipated it early on, and second, his pockets were already somewhat full, so he didn't have to worry about silver coins for cultivation in the short term.
Even when there were few people, Duan Rong would sit idly until the hour of You, only then would he pack up and leave.
Duan Rong returned to Yuan Shun Escort Agency after packing up his stall, placed his belongings in the dormitory, went to the canteen for dinner, and then headed to the corner of the Martial Arts Arena to start his stance training.
Duan Rong had been standing for about an hour when a crisp, coquettish voice suddenly rang out in front of him.
