The rising value of medicinal materials had made the other halls that had lent him supplies turn on him. They all demanded that Lei Qianxiao return the materials, and not a word was said about settling the debt in Origin Pills.
For a while, Lei Qianxiao had been driven nearly mad. He didn't even know how he had managed to endure it.
Today, he was hosting a banquet at East Lake Tower, hoping to invite a distinguished guest to help him ease the crisis he faced.
This banquet concerned Lei Qianxiao's very livelihood and life, so he had proceeded with the utmost caution. He had brought his principal subordinates to handle every aspect of the event.
He had entrusted everything to his trusted men, yet Lei Qianxiao still couldn't feel at ease. He paced anxiously back and forth on the terrace.
Suddenly, a figure appeared below. Lei Qianxiao's expression darkened at once.
The figure looked up and saw Lei Qianxiao, then leaped up to appear beside him. He cupped his fist toward Lei Qianxiao. "It's only been a few days, Brother Lei, but you've grown noticeably thinner."
Who else could it be but Zuo Feng, Lei Qianxiao's old acquaintance?
Lei Qianxiao said irritably, "Old Zuo, I'm in no mood to banter with you. Leave at once. I have important business to attend to today. How about I set out ten tables at East Lake Tower another day and invite you alone?"
"Old Lei, since I've come, how could I not know what's on your mind? I say we split today's banquet five ways and host it together."
At Zuo Feng's words, how could Lei Qianxiao not realize that Zuo Feng had seen through his intentions?
Now that he couldn't chase the man away, having another fellow in the same boat