บท 561: Distilling Alcohol
บรรณาธิการ: Atlas Studios
"What are the stakes?" asked Ren Baqian while looking worried. He was trying to project great anxiety due to his progress.
"Seeing your expression, I know you already have a plan in mind and want to con me." Tong Zhenye was sharp enough not to take the bait as he instantly smelled something fishy after observing Ren Baqian's expression.
Ren Baqian looked at Tong Zhenye with some exasperation. Who said that the aboriginal were naive?
It seemed like this old fool only appeared to be candid.
"Do you want me to go and scout the enemy's situation?" Tong Zhenye chuckled.
"If Sir Tong has nothing to do, go ahead." Ren Baqian's answer was neutral.
"Haha, I'm just kidding. I have confidence in Sir Ren. If I were to go, they will look down on you," Tong Zhenye said evasively.
Ren Baqian was really annoyed this time. Was this old fool trying to joke with him?
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