They first discussed Lin Tianhua's situation; from Wuweizi's words, Luo Yang learned that Lin Tianhua had died.
Finally, his enemy was dead, and Luo Yang was quite satisfied.
He knew his feud with Lin Tianhua could never be resolved.
Only one of the two could survive.
After finishing the discussion about Lin Tianhua, Wuweizi shifted the topic suddenly, saying, "Young man, I heard you concocted a type of beauty medicine?"
From just this, Luo Yang knew Wuweizi was a crafty old fox.
He wouldn't ask this without a reason.
Luo Yang guessed that Wuweizi wanted to get his hands on the formula, then he would really strike it rich.
"Yes."
"Young man, for someone so young, you are quite talented, impressive, impressive," Wuweizi said, fist-palming in salute.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they talked while they ate.
"Young man, as I know, there are quite a few people eyeing you," Wuweizi said.
"Who?" Luo Yang asked.
"You don't know?"
Luo Yang shook his head.
