"Off work, off work!" As soon as it was five o'clock, Zhang Menglong promptly packed up his stall, "Let's go, Sister Shadow Moon, Brother Liman, I'll take you out for some good food!"
Shadow Moon and Liman's eyes lit up. Besides Zhang Menglong's unfathomable resources, what they envied most was his amazing cooking skills. They hadn't tasted Zhang Menglong's cooking for two months and were already missing the taste of milk tea.
"Menglong, what are you planning to do?" While happily sipping milk tea and eating crayfish, they were more interested in Zhang Menglong's plan.
"Should we go and smash that Haotian Chamber of Commerce?" Liman suggested, "Now that our ten noble clans have formed an alliance, even if we fall out with the humans, they certainly won't have any advantage."
