Honest.
But when Li Yu heard this, his smile became even more pronounced.
As he traveled, he thought about how to handle Qingyang.
Or rather, what he could do to maximize his potential.
Qingyang obviously hadn't developed a sense of dependency on the Big Camphor Tree Base, it seems recruiting him will take time.
For now, verifying the truth of Qingyang's previous statements is most critical.
Ten minutes later, more than half of the vehicles in Weng City were gone.
Even the vehicles parked outside had been brought in.
Li Yuan and Second Uncle, who were tallying up the supplies, had smiles full of wrinkles.
So much, 200 tons of crude oil.
Three thousand weapons, a million bullets.
Given such a haul, those dozens of tons of grain seemed less important.
Dongfeng and Uncle Wan followed behind Old Lv.
Upon entering, they saw Qingyang Taoist.
"Qingyang?!"
"Dongfeng Layman, Wan Layman!"
Dongfeng's face was full of surprise and excitement as he approached Qingyang.
