At that moment, the middle-aged man who spoke first stood up.
"I think I'm probably the one who's leaving! I understand. I'll leave now!"
Li Xiaoran looked at this man, but didn't speak.
Just as the man reached the door, Zi Cheng walked out and stopped him.
"It's not you. Go back and sit down!"
When the man heard Zi Cheng's words, his eyes were filled with surprise. Then, he turned to look at Li Xiaoran.
Li Xiaoran nodded with a smile and affirmed Zi Cheng's words.
The middle-aged man's eyes turned red, then moistened as he returned to his seat.
Now, the others were anxious.
Because they thought that the person who would leave was this middle-aged man, but now that they were sure that it wasn't him, who could it be?
In the end, Li Xiaoran asked someone to bring a few bamboo pieces over. Then, she whispered a few words to Zi Zheng and sent the bamboo pieces to the remaining four people.
