Gray Robe Jiang Lao's Questions

Early the next morning, Meng Haoran of the Xinghua Village Meng Family stood in an inn in Qinghe Commandery City, watching Gray Robe Jiang Lao, Jiang Haifei, and Granny Yu of the Black Market leave the inn one after another and slowly head deeper into Qinghe Commandery City.

Today, Meng Haoran of the Xinghua Village Meng Family had no other purpose but to thoroughly investigate the commercial affairs within Qinghe Commandery City. If the Xinghua Village Meng Family wished to gain a firm foothold here, they had to know themselves and know their enemy, and remain undefeated through a hundred battles.

Qingyang County Territory could not be compared with Qinghe Commandery City. After all, one was at the county level, while the other was at the commandery-city level. The gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth. The same was true of Qingyang County Town and Qinghe Commandery City; an immense, nearly insurmountable gulf lay between them.

Qinghe Commandery City alone had two markets, commonly known as East Market and West Market. The area of a single market was several times that of Qingyang County Town. Shops from every trade stood shoulder to shoulder within them, and anyone unfamiliar with the roads would surely lose their way if they rashly entered.

At that moment, a gray-robed cultivator sat at a breakfast tea stall, unhurriedly savoring the morning tea before him.

He was none other than Gray Robe Jiang Lao, Jiang Haifei, who had earlier left Meng Haoran's side. He had not come to this breakfast tea stall merely to sample Qinghe Commandery City's food; he had come with a mission.

Gray Robe Jiang Lao, Jiang Haifei, took a small sip of the morning tea, then praised it with great satisfaction. "Boss, this bowl of oil tea is quite