Even without Ninety-Five saying a word, Lin Hao could pretty much guess.
But right now, something else was more important to him.
"When I return, I will personally visit the Treasure Hunting Pavilion to call on the Pavilion Master," Lin Hao smiled as he replied.
Ninety-Five was taken aback. "You're leaving again?"
"My third uncle has been talking all night about 'Smiling Red Dust,' so I need to make a trip to Red Beauty City."
Ninety-Five's eyes lit up. He was also a man who appreciated fine wine.
Lin Hao read his expression and knew exactly what he was thinking. "When I get back, I'll treat you to a drink," he said immediately.
Ninety-Five had already written a letter about what happened in War Dragon City yesterday and had Chen Tianyu take it back to the capital. He still had to wait for further instructions, so he wasn't in a hurry with the Treasure Hunting Pavilion's business.
"Haha, then many thanks, Young Master Lin." Ninety-Five laughed heartily.
