It's not your turn until 590 rounds.

Lu Yumei had no choice but to sit down again, put down her wine glass, feeling quite uneasy.

This old bastard is truly disgusting, tonight let's have him perform first!

If you want to destroy him, let him go crazy first!

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Zhengchang spoke, both Du Yuesheng and Zhang Tianbao stopped using their chopsticks and just smiled as they looked on.

Du Yuesheng was expectant, his brother-in-law was about to perform.

Zhang Tianbao sighed inwardly, alas, truly too overbearing!

Liu Zhizhong, on the other hand, was his usual self, only slightly drunk after having six taels of liquor, but completely in control.

His thoughts aligned with Lu Yumei's; let this undying old man go crazy first!

Not giving face to my mother-in-law, nor to his own mother-in-law, this old bastard is inhuman!

Zhang Zhengchang reached for a cigarette, but Du Yuesheng was quicker, grabbing his own first and lighting one for his brother-in-law.