"Old Fang, what exactly do you mean by this? You haven't been playing tricks on Old Tong, have you? I'm sure you're not so blind as to pull that kind of stunt."
Bathed in the glaring sunlight, Director Tong barged into Director Fang's beloved Elegant Abode and launched into his tirade before he had even come to a stop.
Director Fang sat in his armchair without so much as shifting his backside. He stared hard at Director Tong's pale, plump face, and an inexplicable surge of disgust rose in his heart. "Why are you shouting, Old Tong? I've already sent someone to Shao Yi Immortal Palace to ask what's going on. What, do you think I set you up?"
When Director Fang's imposing air bore down on him, Director Tong felt immense pressure. He curled his lip in a smile. "Brother Fang, what are you talking about? If I didn't trust you, why would I have partnered with you on this deal? Old Lu went to Shao Yi Immortal Palace, and we haven't heard a peep from him. How could I not be worried?"
Director Fang sneered. "There's no need to yell at me just because you're worried. I put up a hundred thousand too. I don't believe Lu Mingxuan has the guts to pull something like this, or that he'd be so short-sighted."
Director Tong dropped into a chair. "That's right. Anyone can see that. I just can't figure it out. Why would Shao Yi Immortal Palace keep him there?"
As soon as Director Tong finished speaking, something stirred in Director Fang's waist pouch. He took out a Ruyi Pearl and activated its restriction. A voice came through at once. "My lord, something's gone wrong. Somehow, Lu Mingxuan offended the Shao Yi Righteous Immortal and was sentenced to scrub