After leaving Angel Hall, Guang Ling went straight to Azure Luan Hall.
Perhaps anticipating that Guang Ling would come looking for him, Azure Luan had not stayed in Azure Luan Hall to catch up on sleep.
Unable to find him, Guang Ling headed to Mighty Lion Hall.
In the courtyard, the peach trees stood bare. Once Guang Ling arrived, the place seemed even more desolate.
Cold swept through in gusts.
"Big Lion!"
Guang Ling swaggered into the main hall of Mighty Lion Hall. Mighty Lion Douluo was brewing tea, and the moment he heard "Big Lion," his hand trembled, nearly spilling the tea.
"..."
What nonsense was this? Big Lion? Was Fifth getting more and more full of himself?
Mighty Lion Douluo's expression darkened. In that brief moment, Guang Ling had already walked up to him. "Oh, Fourth Brother, you're making tea!"
He casually picked up a cup of freshly brewed tea and took a sip. "Excellent!"
"As expected of the tea here at Fourth Brother's place-the flavor really is different!" Guang Ling praised. "Even the trees outside are different. Much prettier than the ones at my place!"
"Enough. Stop buttering me up. Money, I have none. A life, I have one!"
Mighty Lion Douluo interrupted him. He had no desire to hear Guang Ling praise every blade of grass and every tree in his residence. Every round of praise cost him several bags of Gold Soul Coins. After working for so many years, he had finally saved up all those bags, only for Guang Ling to make off with them before he could spend them himself. What a sucker he was.
At that, Guang Ling could not help laughing. "Oh, Fourth Brother, I didn't come to ask for money today!"
"I have no one to spare either!" Mighty Lion