There was nothing worth preparing for in the inner city. They had done everything they were supposed to do. The only thing left was to wait for the arrival of their enemies.
Zhang Weiyu and the rest drank on ordinary occasions but everyone went on a self-imposed alcohol ban. Nobody wanted to mess up at this critical juncture and everyone was filled with worries.
Li Heitan, Chen Zuan, Cheng Qiuqiao, Zhang Weiyu and Liu Yizhao, the people who Lu Shu knew the best, were chatting together.
Li Heitan said that he was the Great Lord's helping hand. Then, Zhang Weiyu was unhappy, "He only has two hands, why are you taking all the credits? What about us?"
Li Heitan said, "You are his toe?"
Zhang Weiyu was speechless.
