Meeting Too Late

The Peddler bit down on his cigarette, his face full of resentment. "Inner State comes to Pro State to stir up trouble every few days. Ever since Qiao Yi took control of the court, his methods have become increasingly vicious."

Li Banfeng spat out a mouthful of smoke. "That Mute Loss incident last time still makes me furious whenever I think of it. Even blowing up his altar didn't vent my anger!"

At this, the Peddler clenched his teeth. "They come to Pro State, do their dirty work, and if it succeeds, he makes a fortune. If it fails, they act as if they never did anything. They know I'm Running East and West and have no time for revenge, so those bastards have become more and more unscrupulous!"

Li Banfeng gritted his teeth too. "Those bastards all deserve to die. Their houses should all be burned down."

The Peddler deeply agreed. "That's why other people's houses can be burned too."

Li Banfeng agreed just as deeply. "Altars are houses too. Didn't I just burn one down?"

"You did well," the Peddler said, looking at the sky. "Actually, I also have a house above Gourd Village. It isn't very large, but the workmanship is quite good. I was thinking—"

Li Banfeng pulled out a lighter.

The Peddler suddenly looked at Li Banfeng. "I was thinking of giving this house to you. Why are you holding a lighter?"

Li Banfeng looked at the flame on the lighter and explained, "Well, I was going to light another cigarette for you."

The Peddler confiscated the lighter and brought Li Banfeng onto a cloud. The cloud was not small. It had a forest, a little stream, and at the end of the stream stood a well. Beside the well was a three-story wooden house.