Wu Zheng nodded nonchalantly, "I've got a bit of business for you, let's find a quiet place!"
The underground gambling den was filled with noxious fumes, and Wu Zheng didn't like it.
"Lord Wu, please!" Liu Dashan hurriedly led Wu Zheng to a small courtyard behind the gambling house.
"Someone fetch Lord Wu some tea, quick!"
Inside the main hall, Liu Dashan kicked a little brother by his side; startled, the lad rushed off to brew tea for Wu Zheng.
Once the tea arrived, Liu Dashan bared his big yellow teeth and asked, "What can I do for you, Lord Wu?"
Wu Zheng took a sip of the tea, only to set it down immediately.
The tea was too awful for his taste.
The teas that Lord Wu usually drank were all from Dongling Spring; not to mention ordinary tea, even the Imperial tea was no better in his eyes.
"Do you know Zhou Ningwei?"
"Zhou Ningwei, the City Patrol Imperial Censor of our South City?" Liu Dashan said.
