"Oh dear, my dear brother-in-law, I know you are fond of me and want to stand up for me, but this ruckus seems a bit too much..."
What a mess!
Zhang Yongchang furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at Chang Yuanda, "Alright, enough babbling. You should get back to your own business."
Ignoring his dumbfounded gaze, Zhang Yongchang grabbed the bamboo basket and the tofu and walked towards the kitchen. Then he stopped after a few steps and said, "Oh yes, from now on, you don't need to deliver tofu to Fushun Tower anymore."
What?
Chang Yuanda's jaw nearly hit the floor.
Hadn't Zhang Yongchang just defended him because the business of his tofu shop was affected, even flipping a tofu stall over? Now he said that he doesn't need his tofu anymore?
What was going on?
Chang Yuanda was completely baffled and couldn't figure out why.
Sun Xing at the side was equally astonished, his eyes widened.
