Chapter 75: On the Size of the Ghost Bee, Both Sides Seem Unable to Reach a Consensus_2

At this moment, the middle-aged man felt more and more screwed. He always felt that he had derailed far too seriously; while his neighbors were nearly ascending to the heavens, he was still struggling to survive.

"Why don't you go there then? Instead, you're heading towards that province." At this time, the middle-aged man also spotted the oversight.

"I don't want to go; I just want to live here slowly—after all, it's hard to leave one's homeland," Gu Shanhai casually made up an excuse.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but fall silent; he didn't say too much, as everyone has their own thoughts.