Before the Spirit Merchant Platform, Ye Kang rubbed his chin and couldn't help breaking into a smile.
According to the information Old Shopkeeper had sent him, the visitor had to be the famed Crocodile God of Sky Street.
This big shot never hid his identity. He was loaded, and extremely well-known.
Ye Kang could more or less guess why he'd come looking for him: Wind Wave Brew.
That deserved a proper discussion.
With a thought, Ye Kang sent a wisp of consciousness into Sky Street.
He then went to Vermilion Bird Avenue and found a teahouse.
That's right, Sky Street had teahouses too. They weren't really for drinking tea, but for the convenience of doing business. This one was officially run by the Eight Directions Spirit Treasure House.
Every private room was shielded, and no one could see what was happening inside.
Of course, the price wasn't cheap.
One Sky Street Coin for an hour.
Ye Kang had a little savings by now, so he didn't hesitate to toss out a Sky Street Coin and book a private room.
The room was fresh and elegant, with a winding stream for floating cups. Neatly arranged tea packets filled the shelves, and the fragrance of tea mingled with the scent of ink.
Ye Kang took the seat of honor. As he brewed tea, he sent a message to the Crocodile God through Old Shopkeeper.
Then he waited.
A moment later, the private-room door swung open, and the Crocodile God strode inside, looking displeased.
Ye Kang's heart gave a sudden thump.
This Crocodile God really didn't hide himself at all. His humanoid Giant Crocodile form was imposing, and his huge, blood-red maw was downright terrifying.
He strode over and sat opposite Ye Kang, then said angrily, "You're the stall owner selling Wind Wave