"Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Junior Brother Wang?"
Zhao Huai'an was clearly utterly unprepared for Wang Chen's sudden visit.
With a trace of surprise and confusion, he politely invited Wang Chen to sit in his living room.
Yet his expression remained indifferent. "Junior Brother Wang, what brings you here?"
Wang Chen took the Mandarin Duck Mirror and Message Crane from his Storage Bag and showed them to Zhao Huai'an before putting them away again.
Zhao Huai'an frowned, not understanding what he meant.
Wang Chen got straight to the point. "This pair of Mandarin Duck Mirrors was sent to me by Senior Disciple Brother Lu, Lu Hong..."
He recounted Du Yuankui's visit earlier to Zhao Huai'an, from beginning to end.
Mandarin Duck Mirrors ranged in price from five hundred to fifteen hundred Lower Spirit.
The ten-hour version was the most expensive. Not only did it last longer, its image and sound transmission were also superb.
If the pair of Mandarin Duck Mirrors Wang Chen had bought before delivered 1080P quality—
Then the ten-hour mirror was 4K grade!
As long as Wang Chen hung the duck mirror from the large tree in his backyard, he could fully monitor what was happening on Zhao Huai'an's side.
Senior Disciple Brother Lu had truly spent a fair sum to deal with Zhao Huai'an.
Yet although Wang Chen's childhood nickname was Doggy, he would never be anyone's dog!
He had been sitting peacefully at home when a pot fell from the sky and landed on his head.
The matter had come crashing down upon him; even if Wang Chen wanted to hide, he could not. So he could only seek out the root of the problem.
"Senior Brother Zhao, there is no grudge between us."
Wang Chen said, "But I can't afford to offend Senior Disciple Brother Lu