Xia Xiyao's words left Wu Xiaoshan with his eyes wide open.
He truly hadn't expected the situation to have such serious consequences.
But after thinking it over, he couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Damn it, if I lose, won't the villagers treat me as a traitor, a sellout?
Forget about the Wolongshan Brand, I won't even be able to run the Agritainment.
After a moment of urgency, Wu Xiaoshan gradually calmed down.
After all, there's no sense in regretting now, I better devote my time to growing the Mutated Tulips.
"Sister Yaoyao, there's no point in discussing this any further. I won't chat with you anymore, I need to focus on planting those flowers," he said.
Seeing Wu Xiaoshan about to leave, Xia Xiyao reluctantly gazed at him.
"Xiaoshan, it's already the afternoon, why don't you go back tomorrow morning?"
Damn it, haven't I fed you enough?
Mumbling to himself, Wu Xiaoshan resisted the huge temptation and firmly shook his head to refuse her.
