"Huh?"
"You're telling me that whole long line is just to buy some... honey lemonade?"
Xiaoye heard the report from her subordinate.
She was instantly dumbfounded!
The line stretched for more than a kilometer!
You couldn't even see the end of it!
She thought some major incident had occurred, but it turns out they were just buying fruit tea?
No, seriously, could this fruit tea really be that good?
It's not like she'd never tasted a ghost lemon before!
They were so sour and bitter they could kill you!
And a fruit tea made from that stuff was being snatched up by crowds?
This was hands down the second most absurd thing she'd heard all year!
The most absurd thing was Yun Zhenyue becoming the City Lord!
"Yes, she set up a lottery. You get one draw for buying a one-ghost-coin cup of lemon tea."
"I heard the grand prize is..."
"A single drop of the old City Lord's blood."
When those words reached Xiaoye's ears,
she shot to her feet!
