Despite calling out several times without response, the expressionless Liu turned and lifted the curtain of the carriage behind him, staring at the Family Head seated on the soft cushions inside. He spoke word by word, "Family Head, are you even listening to me at all?"
"Oh, Priest Liu..."
The middle-aged man sitting on the soft cushions of the carriage, with a complex expression on his face, remained silent for a long while before finally lifting his head and hesitantly looking at Liu in front of him. "Do you think, if I chop down this last Bull also, is there a chance I could gamble out a White entry 'Nine Ox Power'?"
"I don't know why."
"I just have this very strong premonition that as long as I chop down this one, I can definitely gamble another Nine Ox Power!"
"..."