"Okay, let's eat."
The old man entered the room carrying a pot of rice, with He Ku following behind with a dish in hand. Ye Tian and Chuanzi both knew at a glance that this was their biggest trump card from now on, and also the one Zheng Dazhi would fear the most.
"Come on, let's eat."
Ye Tian got everyone moving, and the atmosphere in the room started to liven up. Taking Ye Tian's cue, Chuanzi also began to tidy up the table.
As soon as he entered the room, he had said that from this point on, they were grasshoppers tied to the same string. United in glory, united in loss.
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