"Well said, well hit the mark!"
Liu Zhizhong slapped the table, picked up his drink, held the exquisite glass, looked at Hamuer, and said word by word, "I want Shanan to see a new dawn, I want to sweep away all the evildoers in Shanan. Do you understand?"
"Oh my mother~~"
Hamuer was so shocked he leaned back, his glasses slipped down a bit, and he hurriedly adjusted the frame.
There was even sweat on his forehead, and he looked around.
But in this mountainous place, with high mountains and dense forests, few stars in the moonlit sky, except for the silhouette of mountains and shadows of trees, and the distant sounds of nocturnal beasts, there wasn't even a ghost around.
Yet, Hamuer still seemed afraid that Liu Zhizhong's bold words would be overheard by someone, who would then report to Mo Dayou.
This was quite real, quite lifelike.
