Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
After entering the quiet room, Chilian Ying took a seat on the other empty table in the room.
Hong Ying and Wu Yan, being Lu Ping's subordinates, didn't sit down and instead stood beside the doors.
The Black Mountain Gang Lord, Qiao Zheng-Yan, ordered a cup of high-grade spirit tea for everyone. The room was silent as everyone enjoyed the tea.
Hong Ying and Wu Yan weren’t used to situations like this, and were anxious as they didn't know what to do. On the other table, Chilian Ying was still as unladylike as usual, and began sleeping on the table.
Qiao Zheng-Yan took the liberty of observing Lu Ping, giving him an appraisal in his head: modest but not servile, proud but not arrogant, a young man full of potential.
Qiao Zheng-Yan put down the tea cup, smiled at Lu Ping, and said, "When Leader Yu learned of little brother's intention of purchasing the 1,000-year spirit herbs, he was in a hurry to report the news to this old bone and forgot to instruct the members to be polite and respectful to little brother. I apologize on their behalf, and also for not teaching them proper manners."
Since the gang lord had come personally to show his goodwill, Lu Ping naturally wouldn't be rude and gracefully accepted the apology, "It's all just a misunderstanding. Senior, it's all fine now."
Seeing that Lu Ping wasn’t a petty person, Qiao Zheng-Yan said, "I don't mean to be rude, but if little brother is looking for the 1,000-year spirit herbs, are you perhaps a Quasi-Master Alchemist?"
Lu Ping didn't answer the question, and instead asked puzzlingly, "I've been wondering where exactly the spirit herbs are? Qian Yuan City is the largest city around, and with the coming celebration of the Northern League's centenary, there should be lots of cultivation resources gathered in the city market, yet how is it that I can't find any 1,000-year spirit herbs?"
As a boss of the underworld, Qiao Zheng-Yan naturally knew Lu Ping was asking to exchange information. Since he was the one asking for help, he naturally had to answer first.
Qiao Zhe
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