"West... West Heaven??" Zhang Zidao's cheeks were puffed up like a hamster's as he listened to Zhang Shuying's words, nearly choking himself. He took several sips of tea to calm down, "I ascended to immortality on a crane, not went to the West Heaven."
"Isn't it the same thing? Either way, you're in a place we can't go." Zhang Shuying replied bluntly, "You're dead, so why try to hide it? What exactly is this thing?"
"Wanwan, come here." After Zhang Zidao called me over, he asked me, "Can you and your stepfather possibly not get involved in this matter, or can the entire Zhang Family stay out of it?"
"Uncle Che, why is your attitude like the Lin Family's?" I noticed the similarity but also a difference.
The Lin Family, Tianying Village, and Long Xiangkui had all coordinated their actions.
But Zhang Zidao coincidentally shared the same view, he probably didn't have the leisure to ally with them, completely expressing his own opinion.
