I Became the Owner of the Heavenly Flower Palace

The woman of Nanzhou Daeru politely bowed to Jincheon.

“It is an honor to serve you, Master Jin. I am Jang Rin.”

Her voice was soft yet sweet, slipping into Jincheon’s ears like honey.

Jincheon thought it was an extraordinarily beautiful voice and responded to her.

“Jincheon. A pleasure to meet you.”

She lifted her head and smiled faintly.

There was an unmistakable allure about her—an air of grandeur soaked in the glamour of a great city. For a moment, Jincheon found his eyes drawn to her.

Then he quickly realized his mistake.

Ah!

Jincheon hastily—and as subtly as possible—checked the reactions of his seven palace maidens.

These were women who could tell where, how long, and how many times Jincheon’s gaze lingered.

There was no way they hadn’t noticed just now.