Seeing that Liu Hun had fallen silent, Mo Wen exploded like a firecracker thrown into a latrine, "Do you think this is a trivial matter? This is a serious issue! A really big deal! Let me tell you, punk! These fallen fruits are nothing, but if these orange trees start dying off on a large scale, that would be a catastrophe!"
Mo Wen, feigning concern like a cat crying over a mouse, said, "So many orange trees! Think about how many years our village chief has taken care of them, only to have them killed off by a curse! It's truly sinful! So sinful!"
Liu Hun couldn't stand Mo Wen's pretentious act and thought to himself that he'd have to deal with him sooner or later, so he turned the conversation around and said, "Mo Wen, since you're so concerned about the village chief's business, how about you come up with a suggestion."
Ye Canghai, listening to this conversation, also turned to Mo Wen and said, "Detian, think of something, will you?"
