Only One Aperture Away

After Lin Dong left Mount Yunwu, he didn't go straight to the hospital.

Instead, he went straight home.

He now had an 800-year-old lingzhi in his hand. He was a little impatient and was ready to go back and consume it.

Although he had cut off a piece of the lingzhi, the remaining medicinal effects were enough.

When they arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood, they bumped into Wang Meimei and Wang Biao.

The two of them were actually quarreling.

Wang Meimei questioned Wang Biao loudly,

"Wang Biao, have you taken a fancy to that vixen Bai Jue?"

"There's no such thing." Wang Biao hurriedly shook his head. If it was in the past, then he indeed had such thoughts towards Bai Jue.

However, ever since he saw Lin Dong's identity at the auction, even if he had ten thousand leopard guts, he wouldn't dare to have any thoughts about Bai Jue.