To prevent the insane Shi Yuhuai from actually tearing up the money rather than letting them succeed, Mu Qiu and Guan Yu could only temporarily call a truce.
"How about this, you guys can hand it to anyone you want, and in the end, we'll split it in half, just like only one person won. How does that sound?"
For the sake of getting the red envelope, they could reluctantly integrate their interests.
If push comes to shove, they could rename themselves as different personalities of the same person, as long as they could get their hands on that stack of Uncle Maos, everything would be fine.
The others agreed to this suggestion.
"Anyway, I won't get it, so if I must give it, it doesn't matter to whom. Whether or not they share it after giving it away is their own business."
Li Yang stuffed the money into Mu Qiu's hand, his expression one of utter grief, with eyes closed.
Mu Qiu held the edge of that bill calmly and said, "So generous, then let go, will you?"
