The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

The sound of horse bells sounded approaching, as if the caravans were not coming from the same direction.

When Lan Xishu came to the door, he only saw the moon door of Tongdong House shining brightly, and there were people's shadows flickering.

"There are often smuggling caravans who come here overnight. Listen to the bell, and the Wu people have gone to pick up the goods." The little demon read Lan Xi's book and made a fuss, sniffing and chuckling.

"Oh, who is Wu?"

"A handsome old man! I only saw him once, my mother won't let me get close to Wucheng, it's very dangerous there!"

The little demon hugged Lan Xishu by the waist from behind, but Lan Xishu didn't say a word, he pulled away the little demon's fingers and said, "Everyone says you are a dangerous little demon, it seems that's true."

"Nonsense!" The little demon became angry, and his voice became louder: "Who did you listen to! How can I be harmful to others!"