Chen Yiming looked at Ghost with seriousness in his eyes, genuinely not like he was lying, and there was really no need to make fun of him with such a matter.
"If you dare utter a lie, you're finished." Chen Yiming threatened.
"Damn it, let me go first, okay?"
"Your legs are short and you can't keep up, and you blame me for it?"
The two kept bickering back and forth as they walked, and since the village was small and they walked quickly, about five minutes later, Chen Yiming reached the village entrance.
Before arriving at the village entrance, Chen Yiming saw a long line of cars blocking the way. Seeing so many luxury cars made him feel his mouth go dry, subconsciously swallowing.
This was the first time in Chen Yiming's life seeing such a spectacle, and he couldn't even find words to describe his feelings; his brain had even momentarily lost its ability to think.
"How about it, buddy? I didn't lie, did I?" Ghost said proudly to Chen Yiming.
