Everyone lit a cigarette, looking towards the one who had started the conversation. He took a deep puff before wearing a face of enjoyment, while the others observed him critically.
Maybe their skeptical glares were too obvious, as he suddenly cleared his throat before starting to explain:
"Don't look down on our Pengcheng because it's a third-tier city."
"It's a second-tier city now, not third-tier."
Annoyed by the interruption, he snapped back: "Are you talking or am I? If you want to speak, I'll shut up. But if you want to listen to me, then don't interrupt."
The one who interrupted appeared embarrassed at his casual response, then joked around, pretending to slap his mouth a few times.
"Regardless of whether it's a third-tier or a new second-tier city, Pengcheng is still Pengcheng"
"Actually, you all should know, since ancient times Pengcheng has been a strategic battleground. In every era, battles have taken place in Pengcheng."
