Zhan Jundong was sitting on the sofa, his legs crossed, puffing on a big cigar.
Seeing Song Changqing come in, his eyes twinkled slightly, and with a teasing tone, he joked, "Well, what kind of wind blew today to bring such a busy man like you to me?"
Song Changqing smiled faintly, sat to his left, and said with a smile, "I really wouldn't come without a good reason. Something happened today. A woman, beautiful enough to overthrow cities, beat up our Sky Theft Group's men outside the city gates. She also threw down a challenge beneath the Sky Pillar Tower, saying our food was worse than pig swill. She wants to compete in a cooking contest with the stake being a million gold coins from her side and the Sky Pillar Tower from ours..."
Zhan Jundong chuckled, "This woman seems quite interesting! Does she have her eyes on your Sky Pillar Tower? What did you guys say?"
