Medicine Master and Wine God Du Kang

Some people found the night agonizingly long, while for others, it passed in the blink of an eye, just like any other night.

The sky began to clear, and streaks of golden sunlight gradually pierced through the clouds, edging the white clouds with gold.

His phone began vibrating by his ear. Qin Fen's phone suddenly rang, WeChat notifications popping up one after another like a flooded screen, the buzzing unceasing.

"Can't a man even enjoy a nice lazy sleep?" Qin Fen grumbled. Raising his hand to look, he saw Fine Ghost's avatar flashing like it was having a seizure.

"Great King, this is bad!" Fine Ghost's eyelid had been twitching fiercely today. The moment he opened the door and looked outside, he saw that Donglaishun had opened for business—not only had it opened, it had arrived with an unstoppable advantage and overwhelming momentum. This morning, the entire street had changed.

Restaurants opened one after another. Though they had different names, their core staff all came from the same group. Fine Ghost's eyes went wide as he looked left and right, cold sweat instantly breaking out on his forehead. Damn it, Donglaishun's people were all around them.

Of the ten shops on the street, seven belonged to that Boss She. It was clear just how deep his pockets were.

"What are you panicking for? The sky hasn't fallen yet!" Qin Fen typed helplessly. Cannon fodder was cannon fodder; Fine Ghost simply did not have what it took to stand on his own.

"But, Great King, the sky is about to fall!" Fine Ghost immediately described the situation across the entire street, afraid that his Great King would underestimate the opponent. Scholar had come in aggressively and clearly meant trouble.

"You're saying he bought nearly every shop on the whole street?" Qin