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It wasn't until they left the Lord's Mansion that the three players still didn't understand why Heine had made that decision.
After all, in their opinion, they had fought hard for the battle, but the booty did not equate to their efforts, so how could this be acceptable?
Even Huihui couldn't help mumbling, "Do you think he's being too noble? Beryllo didn't say he would definitely join Makala, right?"
President Sa: "That's true, but in my experience, Heine has never made a losing deal."
Huihui: "What about Master from Shanghai, what does he think?"
Zhuo Yang: "Here we go, I knew we shouldn't have started this."
Huihui: "Hehe, just kidding, I'm not President Sa, always talking about it."
Zhuo Yang: "I think the problem is still with the way we think, after all, he's indigenous, and some of his ideas are influenced by the natives, but we haven't adapted yet. This is also why the so-called 'wisdom of the indigenous' has seemed so unfathomable countless times before."
