"What trouble could he possibly cause me? With a bit of guidance, people like him won't create any serious problems." Zhang Xiaobei stood up, dusting off his buttocks, and began to clean up the badly damaged yard.
"Alright then! I hope you're right!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaobei had made up his mind, Cao Chusheng had nothing more to say. But deep down, he felt something was off, always suspecting that Zhao Xiong wasn't as simple as he seemed on the surface.
After everything was tidied up, it was already nearing noon.
Since all the furniture in the house had been destroyed and it was impossible to cook a meal to host Qi Yaru, Zhang Xiaobei had no choice but to lead Cao Chusheng and Zhao Xiong into the mountains.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the village entrance, they ran straight into Sun Meio coming back from the fields.
"Bro Xiaobei, I'm really sorry. I have some big business to take care of."