Li Banfeng picked up Ma Dingfu, found a secluded corner, and entered his Portable Residence.
"Oh, Husband, have you returned from your errands? What's the quality of the goods this time?"
"A Third Layer Body Cultivator, good stuff!"
"Third Layer," his wife sighed. "I suppose it'll have to do."
Li Banfeng said in surprise, "My dear wife, you've become quite picky, haven't you? A Third Layer Cultivator, and you still say it'll have to do?"
His wife chuckled. "I don't mind. Those White Lambs from before, we made do with them. But that bitch Red Lotus hasn't had meat for several days."
Li Banfeng placed Ma Dingfu in front of the Phonograph, scaring him out of his wits.
HEE HEE~
The Phonograph chuckled, "Oh, Husband, Little Servant won't stand on ceremony then."
"My dear, please wait. Let me ask him a few more questions first."
