Haitang tugged at the corner of her clothes embarrassedly, "I didn't know, it's just that every time you come back, you are eating buns in your hands."
"The buns in your dark street are delicious."
Liu Liang praised it generously, saying it was delicious, much better than the ones on Ming Street. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been eating there every time she came. It was because after today, she would have to wait until next year, or maybe even more next years.
The buns she was holding in her hand now tasted just like the ones from Dark Street, and she loved eating them.
"Who caused Wen Ting's injury?"
Liu Liang slowed down her eating speed and asked Haitang while eating. She decided to save the man so that she could eat these lovely buns in the future.
Of course, it is also because the Dark Street is a place with special strength, which can be regarded as finding a backer for himself.
So without mentioning anything else, these two reasons alone are enough for her to rescue Wen Ting.
And Wen Ting was not a dislikeable person. After all, not everyone could persist in living when life was so hard. She already admired him for that.
Haitang pursed her red lips and clutched her clothes tightly with both hands.
"It was the master's uncle who injured him."
"What about the ones that hurt people?"
Liu Liang doesn't think Wen Ting is a pushover. As the master of the Dark Street, his life is related to the survival of the Dark Street. He cannot be someone who is easy to bully. He may have a conscience, or he may be soft-hearted, but he will never let his enemy go, especially the enemy who made him live a life worse than death.
"Dead."
Haitang spoke lightly. Although her voice was soft and she didn't show any emotion, Liu Jing could still hear a hint of hatred in her voice.
"Is your master very strong in the Xuanmen?"
Up to now, Liu Liang still has a vague understanding of Xuanmen. It can be said that the only people from Xuanmen she knows are the two from the Chu family, but that's the impression those two gave her.
Wen Ting is the third one. It seems that if she wants to know about the things in Xuanmen, she has to ask him.
No, she couldn't ask him now. The man was so weak that he could be blown down by a gust of wind. When he spoke, his voice was weak. He was willing to talk, but she didn't want to listen. She was afraid that she would fall asleep without listening. Then the man would spit out a pound of blood for her.
"Owner……"
When she heard Wen Ting's name, Haitang's eyebrows and eyes became gentle. She was obviously an enchanting woman, but now she was like a little girl, as soft as a lake.
"The master is very strong."
"Are you guys in the Dark Street strong?"
Liu Jing asked again, then stretched out her hand and placed it in front of Zeng Xubai.
Zeng Xubai picked up another bun and gave half to Liu Liang.
"Thank you, husband."
Liu Liang smiled again with her eyes curved, and continued to bite the bun.
Haitang straightened her posture and said, "We in the Dark Street have our own unique power."
"Yes," Liu Liang agreed. Thousands of years of accumulation were not gained in vain.
"All forces will give me some face."
Haitang suddenly smiled, "Doctor Liu, don't worry. As long as Dark Street exists, you will be our Dark Street's benefactor. No matter who you are, you will be given some respect."
Liu Liang took another bite of the bun. She didn't want others to give her face, as long as they didn't cause her trouble.
"Do you know the Wu family?"
Liu Liang asked again, the Wu family is a Xuanmen family, although no one knows how big their family is, but they call themselves a family, so as a member of the Xuanmen, Anjie should also know the existence and strength of the Wu family.
"Know."
Haitang nodded slightly, "They are just a bunch of rabble, not worthy of being in a noble place."
oh……
Liu Liang lost interest immediately and didn't even eat the buns.
"We went to look for them after our master fell ill."
When Haitang talked about this, her face was full of shame. Of course, until now, she still felt disgusted as if she had been cheated. Being cheated was actually a small matter. The main thing was that her master had suffered a lot for nothing, which was what she could not tolerate the most.
"The Wu family started out with elixirs."
Haitang knew everything about the Wu family.
"When the master was first injured, we didn't have any way to deal with it. After asking a few people to check on him, we thought of the Wu family." At that time, they didn't go there as the masters of the Dark Street. They just said they were children of aristocratic families and promised the Wu family a lot of rewards. The Dark Street was not short of money, so the price they offered to Wu Xing at that time was definitely enough for him to spend in several lifetimes.
She was also afraid that if she didn't spend enough money, the Wu family would not be dedicated. As a result, after treating for a long time, the pills poured into her master's stomach like candy beans. Those pills were not cheap at all, which was enough to show how much benefit the Wu family had taken from their dark street.
"During that half year, the young master barely ate any food. He just ate pills every day until he was full."
However, it was of no use, and the master's injuries continued to worsen little by little.
Even so, Wu Xing had to say in the end that he had done his best.
What a joke! Who was it that swore so confidently that he could cure his master's illness? Now that it doesn't work, he puts the blame on others, and he's from a Xuanmen family at that. It's really a joke.
“This bun is delicious.”
Liu Liang quickly finished half of the bun.
Haitang's eyes lit up, and she didn't know what she was thinking of.
Not long after, Liu Liang looked at the table full of buns speechlessly.
This is not a bun at all, but a bun banquet, okay?
Also, do you think she is a pig?
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