Zheng Ziwen felt wronged.
Previously, Ding Yong Country, seeing Zhang Su's divine bravado, wanted to swallow his pride and intercede for his unpromising nephew, but Zheng Ziwen felt such behavior was beneath him. After a brief argument, Wang Zhetao seized the opportunity.
"Go, go, go, for heaven's sake, wait for next time!" Ding Yong Country ignored Zheng Ziwen.
Ding Yong Country didn't realize that being first in these matters doesn't always work.
"Where's the rope in your hand?"
Zhang Su looked Wang Zhetao up and down, suddenly pointing at his hands.
Logically, people from Niu YaZI would have their hands bound, yet Wang Zhetao's hands were free!
"I..." Wang Zhetao became embarrassed, scratching his head, "I, I just untied them."
Zhang Su's face darkened slightly, but he didn't lose his temper on the spot. Just as he was about to dismiss him, his ear caught Wang Guangjun calling Xiaotao from afar, Xiaotao…
