It really hurts.
Li Yixun was about to use his smoking rod to knock on Li Erbing's head when Li Erbing quickly dodged and, with a bitter smile, heard his elder brother's words: "It's impossible, Wang Haoran already sent people to our residence last night. Their stance is very clear; it's about ensuring Zong Liangqing won't be in danger while letting him follow us like a shadow."
Although Wang Haoran's letter didn't explicitly state this, do you really need to spell everything out? Between the lines, a hidden meaning is the hallmark of these people's so-called smart thinking.
Li Yixun could tell that Wang Haoran thought highly of Zong Liangqing.
Li Erbing couldn't do anything about it. He sighed and took up the smoking rod again: "Alright, alright, here comes another one looking to enjoy the feast. At least it's our State Capital, but if it were somewhere else, this many people feasting, how could we afford it? There's only so much meat available."
