Liu Zhizhong seemed mysteriously silent, nodded, and looked at Hamuer's shocked and expectant expression, saying, "Brother Ha, you understand the politics of Great East Pot, haha..."
Hamuer couldn't help but feel a sense of joy, unconsciously scratching his head and rubbing his hands, "This... this... the world indeed does not belong to the people; it belongs to the aristocratic families. We, being from average backgrounds, can just barely scrape by under the aristocrats' reign, and landing safely eventually is no easy feat. This arrangement by our old leader truly makes me... a little excited, haha..."
"Getting close to aristocratic families, becoming prosperous through them, and ultimately becoming an aristocratic family, is every poor family's dream! The poor family, do you understand, brother?"
Hamuer laughed, saying, "Poor families, descendants of fallen nobility, all belong to poor families!"
