The blonde beauty beside him asked in her charming voice, "Master, are you going out?"
Biao Tao nodded, "I have to go out now."
"Is there anything that can't be resolved after a while?" the blonde beauty asked, sounding a little aggrieved.
Biao Tao sighed helplessly, "Alas, Master Yu has something to see me about, so I must go there first."
Ever since the seal of the underworld was broken last time, the authorities had been particularly concerned about the whereabouts of the Divine Religion.
It might be necessary to seek Yu Daohen's help in the future, so it was imperative to build a good relationship now.
"Wait for me obediently in bed, and I'll deal with you, my alluring little vixen, when I get back."
After speaking, Biao Tao gave the blonde beauty a deep kiss and got up to get dressed.
About an hour later, Biao Tao drove to the entrance of the Midnight Spirit Shop and saw the little girl Yu Yijun already waiting for him.
"Little girl, where is your father?" Biao Tao asked, walking into the Midnight Spirit Shop with some confusion.
Yu Yijun chuckled, not in a hurry to speak, but first brewed a cup of tea for Biao Tao.
Biao Tao raised his teacup and took a sip, his face full of confusion. He hadn't seen Master Yu at all from start to finish.
At this moment, Yu Yijun said in her childish voice, "Uncle Biao, my dad has encountered some danger."
Hearing this, Biao Tao became a little puzzled.
Who in the martial world wouldn't give Master Yu some face? Moreover, with the Master behind him, what danger could he possibly encounter?
"Little girl, what danger has your father encountered? If Uncle Biao can help, I will definitely help," Biao Tao said.
He didn't know the situation yet, so he decided to ask first.
A smile appeared on Yu Yijun's face, and she continued in her childish voice, "I don't know the details yet, but I hope Uncle Biao can lend me some money."
Hearing this, Biao Tao began to speculate. Could this be a trap set by Master Yu?
How could such a young child call him to borrow money to save her father?
"Little girl, how much money do you plan to borrow?" Biao Tao asked.
If it was within twenty thousand yuan, it wouldn't matter; he could consider it pocket money for the little girl.
Yu Yijun held up two fingers. Seeing this, Biao Tao raised his teacup and took a sip, smiling, "Twenty thousand yuan? Alright, I'll get it for you right away."
Twenty thousand yuan was not a lot, nor was it a little; it was within his means.
Yu Yijun shook her head and said in her childish voice, "Not twenty thousand, but two hundred thousand."
As soon as Yu Yijun said this, the tea Biao Tao had just drunk spurted out, "Holy crap, two hundred thousand!!"
Yu Yijun giggled, "That's right, two hundred thousand yuan. I can write an IOU."
Biao Tao forced a smile. This was no longer about writing an IOU. It wasn't twenty thousand yuan; it was a full two hundred thousand.
"Little girl, what kind of expert are you hiring that requires two hundred thousand?" Biao Tao asked with a wry smile.
Although he could afford two hundred thousand, he couldn't just hand it over without understanding the situation.
This was two hundred thousand yuan.
"Uncle Biao, don't worry. When my dad comes back, I'll definitely ask him to repay you," Yu Yijun said, blinking her big eyes at Biao Tao.
"This..." Biao Tao hesitated.
Two hundred thousand yuan was not a small sum.
From the looks of it, Yu Daohen was indeed in some trouble.
But this was two hundred thousand yuan.
Seeing this, Yu Yijun added, "Uncle Biao, don't worry. Whether you lend it to me or not, I will tell my dad."
Hearing this, Biao Tao began to reconsider, secretly cursing in his heart.
Why was this little girl like her father?
If Master Yu didn't return, it would be fine, but if he did return and found out that he hadn't lent the money, regardless of whether he would be angry, at least their friendship would be over.
Suddenly, Biao Tao thought of a good idea and said, "Little girl, don't worry. I'll send someone to look for your father right away."
Yu Yijun shook her head and refused outright, "Uncle Biao, there's no need to trouble yourself. Dad told me it's better to rely on oneself than on others. Besides, he said if anything happened, I must ask Uncle Biao for help."
Although Yu Yijun was young, she was very clear in her heart that this fatso would definitely not send anyone to save her dad.
Uncle Liu Feng had once told her that it was better to rely on oneself than on others.
Speaking of Liu Feng, Yu Yijun had also looked for him, but she found out that he had left Ghost Street a month ago.
Dad Qin was in seclusion, and Uncle Liu Feng had gone somewhere unknown.
Now, the only one who could save her dad was herself.
"I..." Biao Tao wished he could slap himself twice.
It would have been fine if he hadn't come, but why did he have to come?
Seeing that Biao Tao was still reluctant to lend the money, Yu Yijun continued, "Uncle Biao, don't worry. I can use the deed of the Midnight Spirit Shop as collateral."
Biao Tao quickly stopped her, "No, no, no. With such a good relationship between Master Yu and me, how could we use the Midnight Spirit Shop as collateral?"
Biao Tao was almost crying inside. This wasn't just any other place; it was the Midnight Spirit Shop!
Even if he had the intention, he didn't have the courage.
Moreover, the little girl had made her stance clear; he had no choice but to lend the money.
Biao Tao nodded and agreed, "Alright, I'll have someone bring two hundred thousand yuan over."
A smile appeared on Yu Yijun's small face, "I'll go get the deed of the Midnight Spirit Shop right away."
Biao Tao quickly stopped her, "I am your Uncle Biao. What kind of IOU? No need to write one."
Even if an IOU was written, he wondered who in the martial world would dare to accept the Midnight Spirit Shop.