"Wow!"
"My happiness is back."
Xu Xiaoshou, who had slept until the sky turned dark, felt like all his remaining fatigue from the banquet dinner had been swept away.
This was the most exhausting banquet dinner he had ever attended.
He did not manage to eat much since he had been fighting the entire time.
After beating up the younger ones, he even asked the older ones out for a fight, which almost caused him to collapse.
Fortunately, the result was gratifying.
He did not fall, but the other party did.
This was the most praiseworthy part.
"The assassins from the Three Incenses might not stop despite Zhang Taiying's death, even for a short period."
"Perhaps this fellow did not pay the deposit back then, but the full amount?"
Xu Xiaoshou sat on the soft bed with the quilt between his knees, deep in thought.
