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Following Shorty's instructions, Mofan found the street that was claimed to be occupied by the people of Bo City.
The street was not long. It was a crossroad between two main roads. The street was selling Magic Equipment.
Mofan was from a famous school. Most of the students there were Intermediate Magicians, the kind that had quite a high status in society. However, as a matter of fact, there were still countless Magicians and civilians struggling at the bottom of society. They were involved in small businesses related to magic, such as selling Magic Equipment and materials, reselling Magic Ores, or purchasing useful body parts of demon beasts …
This Huili Street was exactly the same. They were selling broken pieces of Magic Equipment, with prices ranging from five hundred to ten thousand RMB, as it was difficult to estimate the value of the second-hand Magic Equipment and materials. A street like this that sold Magic Equipment was like an antique street, or a magic nine-dollar store. Many Magicians who were short on money would come here to search for treasures. They would occasionally find some good stuff, as an extra piece of Magic Equipment was a great boost to their strength!
Mofan did not expect to meet everyone. After all, he might not even know everyone from Bo City. He was only here to see how they were doing …
After walking past a few shops, Mofan discovered that most of the staff and owners were from Bo City. Their southern accent was too strong. It seemed like they were living a good life, as they were all smiling, without the gloominess of the calamity.
"F * * k me, what kind of stuff are you buying? It's all a bunch of trash, and I spent a hundred thousand RMB on it. Do you think money is money!?" A slightly hoarse voice echoed in the shop. The voice was not pleasant to the ears.
However, Mofan found the voice familiar. He glanced around and discovered that the owner was a man with a tanned face, small eyes, and a flat nose. Although the shape of his face had changed a little, he still looked the same as when he was in high school.
"Zhao Shanzi!" Mofan greeted the man with a smile.
Zhao Kunsan was filled with anger. His men had bought a bunch of trash, and he was worried about how he could earn back a hundred thousand RMB. In the end, he was enraged when he heard someone calling him by his nickname!
Zhao Kunsan was a follower of Mubai, but no matter what, Mubai still treated him as half a brother, not a lackey. These blind bastards always called him that.
"Do you want to die? Do you think I won't blast you to death with a single spell? Let me tell you, I'm a Magician, a third-tier Primary Magician!" Zhao Kunsan yelled at Mofan as he walked into the shop.
But as he cursed, Zhao Kunsan's voice became softer and softer. He looked at Mofan as though he had seen a ghost.
"Yes, it's you." Zhao Kunsan stared at her with his small eyes and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Mofan!!
How could it be Mofan? Zhao Kunsan had not seen him since the Calamity of Bo City. It was said that he had become very famous, and was doing very well in Pearl Institute.
Zhao Kunsan did not pay much attention to Mofan, as he had indeed looked down on him in the past.
However, Zhao Kunsan knew that Mubai had always been paying attention to him. Every time he found out about Mofan, Mubai would go into seclusion to cultivate. He wanted to surpass Mofan and redeem himself.
"It's me, long time no see." Mo Fan had a brilliant smile on his face, but lightning arcs were already flickering in his palm. If the guy uttered another curse word that pissed him off, Mo Fan would not mind teaching him a lesson, just like he did in high school!
"Boss, do you want me to get someone to kick this guy out? Doesn't he know whose territory this is?" When the shop assistant saw his boss' reaction, he immediately tried to protect his boss.
"Piss off, it's none of your business!" Zhao Kunsan yelled impatiently.
What a joke! Even if all the Magicians on this street were here, they would still not be a match for Mofan. Zhao Kunsan was not stupid. How could he not know about Mofan's current cultivation?
"Not bad," Mofan withdrew his lightning energy and walked in front of Zhao Kunsan, patting his shoulder heavily.
Zhao Kunsan had an ugly smile on his face, and replied reluctantly.
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Zhao Kunsan was indeed a henchman. He immediately reported Mofan's visit to Mubai.
Mubai had arrived quickly. Mofan had only taken a few sips of his tea when this guy walked in with an expressionless face.
"Green Tea Man, long time no see." Mofan sized up Mubai.
Mubai was still well-dressed. His hairstyle was carefully styled. It was hard to tell if his outfit was real or fake, but he still looked like a kid from a rich family.
However, Mo Fan noticed that this guy no longer had the arrogance and conceit that he had in the past. Instead, he now had a calm and steady demeanor. It seemed like the incident in Bo City had affected him quite a bit.
According to Shorty, this street was bought by Mubai. It seemed like Mubai was quite good at running a business. The shops on this street were not cheap.
Judging from the situation, Mubai was still focusing on his cultivation. The shop was managed by his henchman, Zhao Kunsan. Most of the people who had migrated from Bo City were working for him. It was rare for this guy to do a good deed, allowing the people of Bo City to live under someone else's roof.
Mubai did not show any emotion when he came in, but when he heard Mofan calling him 'Green Tea Man', his face immediately darkened. He was cursing Mofan in his heart.
Liu Ru sat at the side and looked at the two. She felt that the relationship between Mofan and these two old classmates was very strange.
"Since you're here, I'll ask Zhoumin to come over tonight. Let's all gather together." Mubai was still a person with dignity. He could not be bothered to fall out with a lunatic like Mofan.
"Zhoumin is also in the Ancient Capital?" Mofan asked in surprise.
He had not contacted Zhoumin for a long time. The disaster in Bo City had caused too many relationships to be severed. Mofan did not know where they had gone, nor did he have their contact information.
"She's in the Ancient Capital Academy. We're schoolmates. She's been cultivating in seclusion for a long time because of the nomination battle. I haven't seen her in a long time, "Mubai said after taking a sip of tea.
"Oh?"
"Of course. She has no chance of winning the nomination battle."
Mofan nodded. The nomination battle was not that easy. Zhoumin came from an ordinary family. It was too difficult for her to squeeze into the top ten of the Ancient Capital Academy based on her hard work alone.
"Also, Fatty Wang is here too. Let's call him too." Zhao Kunsan hurriedly said as he thought of something.
"Okay."
They had all survived the Calamity of Bo City. They had basically gone through fire and water together. The little grudges between them in school were no longer a big deal. However, it was obvious that Mu Bai was still not convinced by the outcome.
"I've booked a place. The two of them have agreed to come over when they heard that you're in the Ancient Capital." Mubai put down his phone and said to Mofan.
"Lu … Mubai, are you working for the Mu Family or for yourself?" Mofan looked around at the shops. The shops on this street were not cheap.
"I'm working for myself. The Mu Family … Hmph, they treat us like beggars. "Mubai snorted coldly. It was obvious that he held a grudge against the Mu Family.
"What's wrong?" Mofan raised his eyebrows. He was immediately interested in hearing more.
"There's no point in telling you this. Anyway, the big Mu Family doesn't care about a small branch family like us. Even Uncle Mu Zhuoyun doesn't like it. The only person they're interested in is Mu Ningxue because of her innate talent …" Mubai said.
"Her innate talent is indeed very strong." Mofan nodded.
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