His words were steady and powerful, as if he injected a dose of calming medicine into everyone's hearts, allowing Xue Tielong, Xue Qiuchun, and the others present to feel slightly relieved.
Seeing this, Xue Hong Mountain hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Grand Squad Leader Shi is absolutely right; every word makes sense. Regarding the matter of profit distribution, our Northwest Salt Gang will certainly negotiate wholeheartedly with the Heroic Sakura Association, and will surely not disappoint Grand Squad Leader Shi." His eyes were full of anticipation, as if through the thick fog before him, he had already glimpsed the glorious scene of the Northwest Salt Gang reclaiming its former glory.
In this snowy mountain camp, the cold wind howled like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, causing everyone's clothes to flutter noisily.
The tents shook violently in the fierce wind, making a "whoosh, whoosh" sound, seemingly ready to be uprooted by the piercing cold wind at any moment.
