Wen Wan City was a street that ended with an iron gate.
After opening hours, all the lights along the street were off, only the neon lights flickering on the entrance plaque that read "Wen Wan City" remained. It was in line with the urban lighting policies which obliged shops to keep their signs on at night.
At this moment, Lu Shu was still a tad hesitant to enter due to the large amount of magical stones in his possession. How much could a black market consume? In fact, he would rather give it to his comrades in the Heavenly Network, so long as they quoted a reasonable price.
After careful consideration, Lu Shu dialed Zhong Yutang's number. "Sorry, the number you are dialing is unavailable…"
What the! Lu Shu's face darkened. Had that old boy blocked his contact?!
Upon second thoughts, he called Nie Ting. "Sorry, the number you are dialing is powered-off…"
