The affairs of the world are often so ingenious.
Zhou Changwang, feeling smug, planned to bid farewell to Qian Xiaoyue.
Unexpectedly, the other party was holding large bags, also planning to move away.
"This is my friend, Lu Wei'Er.
Wei'Er has always lived in a small courtyard shared by four people not far from the Hexagonal Pavilion in the inner city. She had suggested before that I move to the inner city.
Unfortunately, the courtyard where she lives has always been full. Renting another place would be too expensive, so I haven't moved.
This time, the shared courtyard has two vacancies, so I plan to move over and share the rent with her.
The rent is not too expensive, only requiring five Lower-Grade Spirit Stones a month."
Qian Xiaoyue spoke, involuntarily glancing at Zhou Changwang, and said, "That small courtyard shared by four people. After I move over, there will be one room left. Fellow Daoist Zhou, would you like to move over too?"
