"Little Long, I want to ask, just how many Beast Pills do you have on you?"
Although Wen Lan appeared friendly, Long Ao chose not to trust her.
Long Ao knew full well that anyone who could survive in the City of Sin was anything but simple. He had to be on high alert and couldn't let his guard down for a single moment.
Pfft.
Seeing Long Ao's expression, Wen Lan suddenly laughed. "Little Long, you really are cautious. Let me tell you, I have more Beast Pills on me than you have hairs on your body. I have no need to covet your Beast Pills, understand?"
"Better safe than sorry. You can know a person's face, but not their heart."
Hearing this, the old drunkard's face filled with rage, but Wen Lan waved her hand to stop him. "You're right," she said. "People's hearts are treacherous. You can't trust anyone, especially in the City of Sin."
Long Ao said nothing, simply watching the two of them coldly.
