"Oh… understood, understood!" Yin Tianzong was at first lost, but he soon understood. He smiled a knowing smile, one that was known to all men. "This makes sense, a lot of sense! Brother Dali, what you said was simple, crude and effective! If the thing is like a toothpick, no matter how talented you are, it is useless, hahahaha!"
The Honorary Aristocrats all looked down at their crotch. Several faces turned obviously red, then guilty. These people fidgeted in their seats—everyone understood why. Wahaha!
"Brother Dali is awesome, this second point makes sense!" Tianyi immediately gave a thumbs-up sign. "Respect!"
Mu Huaqing was full of admiration. Hong Dali was really able to spout nonsense—but he liked it!