One of the involved parties, Qin Xuyang, took the initiative to admit defeat, and naturally, everyone else had no objections.
When Xiao Fei pocketed the three thousand yuan, the brilliance of his laugh fully revealed his avaricious nature, although to him, that sum was less significant than even a hair of nine oxen's worth.
Afterward, Lin Yaowei arranged everyone's rooms. After freshening up, they wished each other goodnight and retired to their respective rooms for rest. By the time they laid down, it was close to five in the morning.
The sleep didn't last long as the next morning, around nine o'clock, Qin Xuyang received a call from Qin Yuanzhu. Qin Yuanzhu gave him detailed instructions over the phone before hanging up.
After putting away his phone, Qin Xuyang's brows furrowed tightly. After contemplating for a while, he got dressed and began knocking on doors one by one.
