I Became the Owner of the Heavenly Flower Palace

The Person I Must Meet

The words of that middle-aged man—the one who gave him the job, the one called Gungju—were probably true.

“Once you deliver it, it’s done.”

Sure. It’ll be done... if you can deliver it.

Now that Jincheon had arrived, he’d found there was no one left to receive it. So how could his job possibly be over?

That other line was the same:

“Even if you sell it for a great price, the reward you’ll get for delivering it to the Palace will be far greater.”

And yes, the reward was absolutely massive.

No amount of gold or silver could make someone the master of a palace like this. No treasure on earth could earn him the treatment he was getting right now.

Shhhk.

Jincheon looked at the two women seated in front of him.

When would someone like him ever get this kind of reverence from women like them? It wasn’t just conversation—he’d probably never even get the chance to meet them under normal circumstances.