"By the way, Brother Dongfang, that liquor of yours is pretty good. How much do you have left?" Xiang Kuang pushed aside his earlier surprise, rubbing his hands together as he looked at Lu Xiaotian with eager anticipation.
"It's not easy to brew, and I don't have much left. But since I'll be staying in the Black Prison from now on, you can count on me setting some aside for you, Brother Kuang." The ingredients for this Liehou Liquor cost a great many Spirit Stones, and the liquor starter was even more precious and complicated to make. Even Lu Xiaotian wouldn't be so generous as to give Xiang Kuang as much as he wanted. Scarcity made it precious; if he supplied it without limit, even Xiang Kuang would take it for granted.
"Well, I'm afraid I won't be staying in the Black Prison much longer. At most, someone will come to take over in three to five months; at the earliest, in three to five days," Xiang Kuang said, shaking his head.
"How could it be so soon? Didn't we agree that you'd stay at least three to five years, Brother Kuang? And if you leave, what will happen to my Demon Cultivator friend?" Lu Xiaotian asked, quite taken aback. "If the person who comes doesn't care about my connections, I'll be completely in the dark. You'll have to help me, Brother Kuang. Could you put in a word with whoever takes over, or with the other person in charge of letting prisoners in and out of the Black Prison? I'm willing to pay for it."
"No need to go to that much trouble. I've managed this Black Prison for years, so I have a few privileges. In fact, I have an exemption permit I don't need, so you can