Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhu, have a cup of tea first and sit down to talk slowly."


Shu Guan smiled and pointed to the seat across the long table, looking extremely relaxed.


Then Zhu Ming sat down, took a big sip of tea, and began to speak in fits and starts.


It turned out that both of the original clients came today, urging Zhu Ming to make a decision quickly. Just as Zhu Ming was hesitant, another client arrived unexpectedly.


This client was a big shot in Shen City.


He also came to buy a house, but he wasn't interested in the house itself, but the land it was built on.


Zhu Ming's house was adjacent to the edge of the river and close to the public concession area. The big shot had already bought up most of the nearby land, planning to build a mansion.


After the big shot came, he saw the two clients arguing, and he pulled out a checkbook and wrote Zhu Ming a check for 15,000 silver coins.


Chapter 9: No Charge if the Service Doesn't Work (Part 2)_2