Zhang Wanlong considered for a moment, slapped his forehead, and quickly ran to the bamboo forest, where a few bamboo shoots had just broken through the soil.
"My negligence, luckily the Local Deity hasn't come yet. If he saw this, who knows what kind of trouble it would cause." Zhang Wanlong scattered some moss, and the moss quickly grew, covering the iron rods on the bamboo shoots.
Zhang Wanlong wanted to return to the Gong table and have another look, but suddenly saw someone walking towards the bamboo forest in the distance.
"Who is that?"
Looking at the person's outline, Xiao Genzi immediately recognized him: "The Seventh Master is here!"
Zhang Wanlong hurriedly went forward to greet him: "Seventh Master, long time no see! How come you have time to visit me?"
This sounded awkward because Li Banfeng is the Local Deity here, yet he becomes a guest at Zhang Wanlong's place.
"Big Brother Zhang, I'm here to do business with you. Do you have any good seed varieties lately?"
