Everyone at the Little Lucky Inn maintained a forty-five degree angle of their heads, looking up at the person speaking on the second floor, listening very intently.
It wasn't that kind of blood-boiling state, because the future Zhang Su described wasn't pie in the sky, it was a tangible reality that could be reached if everyone just put in a little effort.
Li Zongkai, Liu Yao, and Yang Xinqi exchanged glances through the crowd, each feeling something different, but sharing a common thought: their vision wasn't as grand as Zhang Su's.
The three only wanted to guard their own territory, never considering further expansion; their future planning was a complete mess, at most, Li Zongkai had some ideas, but nothing structured.
