Then…
The production crew looked excitedly at the dashing, gorgeous men and women. They rolled up their sleeves, took off their shoes, and dashed into the fields to gather potatoes.
Ling Sheng had underestimated Ji Fanchen. When the Exalted Immortal started working, he did not hold back. "Exalted Immortal, were you born in the Shaolin Monastery where they plant vegetables?"
Ji Fanchen gave off a serious "Amitābha" vibe while digging for potatoes. "I was born a martial artist, benefactor."
"I have poor eyesight, Exalted Immortal. Don't blame me." Ling Sheng's eyes lit up. His figure would have looked pretty in a fighting scene!
Upon seeing that the duo was still acting, Cheng Ye did not dare lash out at his brother and sister. He could only remind them softly of their goal. "Dig for potatoes!"
The other team had dug much more, so they must have won.
