"Mr. Ye, Li Shenglong has been calling me for three days, insisting on meeting you. He seems to be in quite a hurry. Mr. Ye, do you want to respond to him?" Wu Tong was currently on the phone with Ye Wudao.
"Reply to him," Ye Wudao, looking at the almost dried herbs before him, instructed Wu Tong to respond. "Tell him I'll wait for him at the Yiran Tea House at eleven. Don't be late."
"All right, I'll reply to him right now." Wu Tong, excited, hung up the phone and then made a call to inform Li Shenglong.
Ever since Wu Tong started following Ye Wudao, not only had his strength grown rapidly, but with the help of Ye Wudao's elixirs, his abilities were on the verge of reaching an advanced level. Moreover, his perspective had broadened significantly—he was no longer the leader of a small, inconsequential gang of thieves.
