Ma Wu wanted to mention both himself and Seventh Master.
He knew that Li Banfeng didn't want to reveal his identity, but this was a golden opportunity to make a name for himself. Ma Wu didn't want to hog all the glory; after all, Li Banfeng had won it all.
But before Ma Wu could finish, Li Banfeng suddenly shot him a glare.
Ma Wu quickly changed his tune. "The price for goods from the Song Family, if it comes through me, Ma Junyang, will only go up, never down!"
Blue Poplar Village was bustling all night long. An old lady, at the ripe age of eighty-five, pushed a small cart and made three trips moving things from the Song Family!
The entire Song Family residence was emptied, even the doors were taken off their hinges.
Li Banfeng, driving a road roller, had Xiao Chuanzi call a group of workers to start demolishing the house.
Ma Wu felt a pang of regret. After enduring such long hardship, he was somewhat reluctant to part with such a fine estate.
