Everyone's expression was one of shock.
Lance is so cruel! For those who don't eat cilantro, wouldn't this be a fate worse than death?
Only Prince Weitu still looked puzzled, not understanding the gist of what Lance was talking about.
"What are you... talking about? Why don't I understand? Why would you send someone who doesn't eat cilantro into the desert to plant it?"
Prince Weitu pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out why.
"Mr. Prince, in this world there are only two kinds of people, those who eat cilantro and those who don't."
Lance continued to be mysterious.
"Haha, Mr. Weitu, you will soon find out. I really want to know whether you belong to the cilantro club or not!"
Chen Tian laughed heartily.
Including Gu Yu, everyone was now looking forward to finding out whether the youngest rich man in Dubai eats cilantro or not!
"You guys... are so strange..."
