Yang Ge pushed him towards the backyard, "All right, stop pondering it, go on with your tasks."
Zhang Er Niu uttered an "Ah" and, scratching his head, quickened his steps toward the backyard, "What exactly is off here?"
Yang Ge clapped his hands, looking at those who had just referred to themselves as "Shandong Five Ghosts," "Shandong Five Ghosts?"
They hastily stood up, grinning sheepishly as they bowed to Yang Ge, "Just joking... Little brother joking."
Yang Ge shook his head, "No joke, change that nickname, it's not very auspicious, I've already slaughtered quite a few pairs."
The smiles on their faces froze, not knowing whether to laugh or not, whether to keep standing or sit down.
Not until Yang Ge waved his hand lightly did they sit down like they received a great pardon and stealthily wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Yang Ge spoke unhurriedly, "As everyone is present today, I would like to ask all of you to witness this for my Yuelai Inn.
