"Hey, that's wrong!"
In the private dining room of the Coastal Industry office building canteen, Ji Jue suddenly slapped the table, sighed deeply, and said, "You tell me, wouldn't it be clearer and more straightforward to write 'an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth'?"
"Huh?"
Ni Lin, holding a bowl of rice, was dumbfounded.
"Yeah, we can write all of it!"
Ji Jue was suddenly revitalized: "Leaving in such a hurry after all, we should have conducted half of the ritual first, leaving the other half, then turning that Old Deng into a disorderly object and sending him back to Central City.
When he's on trial, Old Deng could suddenly scream 'White Country Eternal' and explode right in front of that bunch of insects... wouldn't that be quite a show?!"
