Lan Ziye answered the phone curiously and said hello.
A lazy, ruffian, but clear male voice came from the other end of the line: "Is this the Twelve Young Master?"
"Yeah!" Lan Ziye replied nonchalantly, "Who are you?"
"I'm San!" the man said gently, "I believe Wu Xuzi has already told you about me!"
"Yeah! I told you!" Lan Ziye continued nonchalantly, "Do you have something to talk to me about?"
"If you want to survive in the Twelve Streets, the other street kings don't matter. You must pay homage to the Twelve Young Master. I understand this rule!" San Meimei said.
"That's an exaggeration! As long as you don't enter Nanwang Street, it's none of my business. You still have to know the direction when you pay homage to the mountain!" Lan Ziye said slowly, "Of course, those messy things of yours can't enter my Nanwang Street, so you and I have no intersection, and you don't need to pay homage to me!"
The third person on the other end of the line chuckled softly and said, "I didn't expect the Twelve Young Master to be so straightforward. I like that!" After a pause, he continued, "I heard Wu Xuzi say that he needs to prepare some gifts if he wants to have tea with the Twelve Young Master. I happen to have a gift that the Twelve Young Master would like. I wonder if the Twelve Young Master would be willing to do me the honor of giving it to him?"
"Do you have essence stones?" Lan Ziye asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Top-grade Essence Stone!" the voice on the other end of the line said with some pride. "As far as I know, there are no top-grade Essence Stones on the market now. Only old monsters like us who have lived for thousands of years still have some left. Sigh! Every piece we use is gone!"
Lan Ziye was silent for a moment and asked, "Qingyaju, right?"
"Well, how about I wait for you at Qingyaju at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon?" Sandao said.
"Okay, see you tomorrow afternoon!" Lan Ziye responded readily and hung up the phone.
Xiaobai, who was beside Lan Ziye, looked up at her and asked in confusion, "Master, you're going to meet that San tomorrow. What if he says he wants to develop that Yimengyuan on Nanwang Street?"
If someone gives her money to help others get rid of disasters, it is impossible for them to give her the essence stone for nothing.
Lan Ziye was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything for a long time.
Xiaobai continued, "If that Yimengyuan is located on Nanwang Street, what's the difference between Nanwang Street and the other eleven streets? Even Wu Xuzi knows he can't sell the house to that guy named San. Are you really going to invite a wolf into your house?"
Wu Xuzi is so despicable. He is greedy for money and doesn't want to be a bad guy, so he lets his master be the bad guy. He says that the other street kings of Eleven Streets use their master as a gun. In her opinion, Wu Xuzi is the one who really uses his master as a gun!
Lan Ziye's gaze became distant, as if she could see through the air into the distant past three thousand years ago. She said calmly, "You said...if we go back, will Nanwang Street still exist?"
Xiao Bai said proudly, "Although I don't know if Nanwang Street will still exist, I'm sure it won't be what it is now! If the Street King hadn't been killed by the master, Nanwang Street would definitely be as chaotic and chaotic as the other eleven districts!"
Except for Beiming Street, the other ten streets did not allow San to settle in because they were also involved in the industries of eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking, and San had clearly robbed their business and cut off their source of income.
It’s only because the owner doesn’t want those messy industries to enter Nanwang Street for the sake of the residents of Nanwang Street. It can be said that Nanwang Street is a pure land among the Twelve Streets.
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