บท 67: Lucky Strike

Grandfather Tang's eyes were wide open in surprise. His previous bleak expression had now changed into an excited one, and his hands were quivering agitatedly. A calm person for almost half his life, Grandfather Tang almost lost his composure and burst out: Holy shit! They are actually involved in the theft! I must have hit the jackpot! Grandfather Tang's eyes were gleaning.

That son of a bitch! How am I to know that Tang Yuan could actually contribute something for once? Who was the one that mentioned that a blind cat cannot come across a dead rat? I will make sure to reward him properly when I return! As he thought, Grandfather Tang suddenly became ashamed. He flitted his eyes around as if he had just committed a crime: Uh, I think it was wrong of me to call Tang Yuan a son of a bitch. After all, that 'bitch' is my daughter-in-law…