Li Banfeng agreed to A-Yu's price. "I'll go to Old Train's place right now and see what's going on with the television."
"Little brother, you must be careful! Your sister wishes you instant success!" A-Yu's voice was loud, but her words were muffled. She was probably eating pastries again.
Li Banfeng was quite dissatisfied. "Don't just cheer me on with your mouth. At least lend a hand."
"You still want me to lend a hand? You're really picky. Which hand do you want your sister to lend?"
"You need to tell me where Old Train is."
"That isn't lending a hand. You're asking to use your sister's eyes and ears. Let me see where that old thing has hidden himself." A-Yu searched for quite a while before telling Li Banfeng, "Try the sixth floor first."
Li Banfeng sensed the omens. The sixth floor was a place of great fortune. Just as he was about to set off, A-Yu added, "Little brother, don't go to the sixth floor yet. That old fellow seems to have run off."
After waiting a moment longer, A-Yu said, "Go take a look around the Seventeenth Floor."
The Seventeenth Floor was also a place of great fortune. Li Banfeng started walking upstairs, only for A-Yu to stop him again. "Wait, he isn't on the Seventeenth Floor. He ran off again."
Li Banfeng frowned. "Sister, can we be a little more decisive when we do things?"
"I want to be decisive with you too. The problem is that old man Eighteen Wheels is too useless. Last time, he reunited with himself, and who knows how many good things he lost. Now he doesn't even dare meet me face-to-face."
The Craftsman Cultivator Old Train seemed to have suffered a drastic loss of strength. He no longer had the