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"Three bowls, extra portions of high-purity synthetic beef!"
At a clean little noodle shop near the police station, Old Qing and the other two Daoists walked in to eat. The owner did not find it strange at all. He greeted them politely as usual.
Wang Sheng had slipped on a Daoist robe for himself and found a pair of slippers to wear. The outfit looked a bit mismatched, but he still exuded the bearing of a Golden Immortal.
Since he had not eaten food from Earth in a long time, the thought tempted him. He had invited the two over for a meal for two reasons. Firstly, the old Daoist was extremely excited. Secondly…
"Lend me some money first.” Wang Sheng amicably reached out to the old Daoist. "I did not bring my phone. I have been traveling outside all this time, so I do not have any cash on me."
Zhao Dezhu, who had just come back with a few bottles of drinks, blinked at the scene.
Why does this legendary man, who has made Master so emotional, feel suspiciously like those scam artists who have been making a comeback these past few years? The kind that claimed, ‘I am the First Emperor, send me money’?
The old Daoist's Daoist name was Wen Ling. Right now, he did not even dare sit. Instead, he stood to the side.
He quickly offered up his phone with both...
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