Lu Ying was clearly one step ahead.
In just a short quarter-hour, the bamboo shoots in his basket had surpassed Cui Ji's by four or five stalks.
Bai Heming remained oblivious to the undercurrents between the two, only finding Lu Ying to be quite intimidating. By comparison, Cui Ji seemed much easier to get along with. So, upon discovering an enormous winter bamboo shoot, he eagerly ran straight to Cui Ji.
In his childlike voice, he pointed south, saying, "Cui Brother, there's a huge bamboo shoot over there!"
With Bai Heming's help, Cui Ji didn't even need to waste time searching for winter bamboo shoots.
Before long, the number of shoots in Cui Ji's basket surpassed Lu Ying's.
Lu Ying's expression darkened further, and by the time they returned to the Yu residence, his face could already be described as thunderously gloomy.
He went into the kitchen alone, silently tossing all the winter bamboo shoots Cui Ji had dug up out the window.
