Fang Mo brought Ding Zhiyuan and He Shaobing to Fu Yun Hall.
It was an establishment owned by the Yue Family. He and Yue Jian had visited before, but now that he had returned, it had a new owner.
Recently, he had been following the news.
Apart from the martial arts tournament, the biggest story was the Yue Family's relocation to Zhiyuan Star. He had tried calling Yue Jian, but the number no longer worked. Yue Jian must have already left.
It was a pity he hadn't gotten the chance to see Yue Jian off. Fang Mo felt a little melancholy.
Fortunately, Manager Jia, the person in charge of Fu Yun Hall, was very welcoming—almost obsequious. He gave Fang Mo priority throughout, and soon the transfer of goods was complete.
"Manager Jia, I've got a few more vouchers here. I wonder if I can redeem them this month?"
Fang Mo took out the medicinal vouchers and Exotic Beast Meat vouchers Yue Jian had given him and handed them to Manager Jia.
Manager Jia took them and had a look. His face fell. "Brother Fang, I'll be honest with you. Our allocations are already spoken for, down to the last radish in the field. You've got quite a lot here, so it'll be difficult to arrange."
Fang Mo furrowed his brow. Yue Jian had only just left, and his influence was already useless?
Just then, Manager Jia gave a knowing smile and lowered his voice.
"But Brother Fang isn't an outsider. I'll see if I can squeeze some out and make room for you. It should be possible!"
Fang Mo understood at once. The man was currying favor with him, and likely wanted something in return. He smiled slightly. "Then thank you, Manager Jia. I'll be counting on your help in