Heyu was almost home when he suddenly saw Fu Qian, the bespectacled guy who sold him the miniature landscaping. Fu Qian looked anxious, as if he was searching for something.
"Buddy, what's up?"
Heyu greeted him, and Fu Qian looked at Heyu as if he was a lifesaver.
"Bro, do you still want to buy the landscaping?"
