"...50." Finally, Huo Canghai finished reporting all the numbers.
Huo Wen'an pressed the confirmation key, turned around, and stared sinisterly at Huo Canghai, gritting his teeth as he said, "You better pray to the heavens, thank it for only making your legs weak and not giving you dementia."
Otherwise, he'd never remember all these passwords.
Huo Canghai was already used to Huo Wen'an's sharp tongue and laughed heartily upon hearing this.
Huo Canghai glanced at all three of them, asked, "Did you all remember?"
All three had exceptional memories, and despite Huo Canghai only reporting the numbers once, they all remembered accurately.
"See," Huo Canghai laughed, "even if I do get dementia, there are successors."
"You're really optimistic, old man." Huo Wen'an sneered sarcastically, seeing the door fully opened, he retreated behind Huo Canghai.
