After a few hours of helping out with managing the rush of customers downstairs, Lin Mo climbed up the second floor to entertain the Golden Patrons who went up there.
While he didn't actually need to introduce each higher-grade product and artifact displayed there, since the system could put up a holographic window for them to view its specs and optimal usage, personal interaction remained the cornerstone of luxury retail. He owed that much to them.
A Shopkeeper's presence, after all, elevated the perceived value of the goods. It was the difference between a self-service vending machine and a bespoke boutique.
As he reached the top of the staircase, the frantic and sweaty energy of the first floor, filled with cultivators clamoring for Anti-Magic Vanguard Kits, was replaced by a serene atmosphere.
The Golden Patrons were mostly elites of their sects and factions, after all. They wouldn't be as rowdy as young disciples or as rough as rogue cultivators.
