Taking Shape

Chu Xian smiled at Grandpa Feng and walked over.

The crowd automatically made way. The boss on the fishing ship took one look at Chu Xian and yelled out, "One hundred and eighty thousand! Any other offers?"

"F*ck me! Is this man aiming for Gu Dao Recipe?"

"Maybe. Otherwise, why would he wait until the last second? A hundred and eighty thousand! This is a loss no matter who wins!"

"Is there really a new big company trying to establish themselves in the restaurant business in Hai Qing?"

The buyers split into small groups and whispered to each other. Chu Xian already faced off against the Gu Dao Sect twice in front of them, so everyone and their sister were making predictions about the future.

"Xiao Xian!" Grandpa Feng called out, walking forward with a smile.

"Grandpa Feng." Chu Xian chuckled. His eyes flicked over the people from Gu Dao Recipe and turned towards the fishing ship.