"Li Dagang, what's going on here? This doesn't match what Young Master Zhong told us at all!"
A male student turned to Li Dagang, swallowed his saliva, and asked with a bewildered expression.
"You're asking me? Who the hell am I supposed to ask!"
Li Dagang rolled his eyes at the student and replied irritably.
After speaking.
He looked again at the pure wool carpet and silk quilt, also puzzled, "I'm curious too, where did Chen Feng get this pure wool carpet and silk quilt from? This isn't suffering, it's enjoyment, damn!"
"If this is suffering, then I'd rather suffer this way!"
Another male student pouted and said.
"What? What do you mean? Are you planning to betray Young Master Zhong?"
Li Dagang glared at the student harshly and asked coldly.
"No, no, no, that's not what I mean, brother Gang. It's just... Chen Feng and his group are living too comfortably over there. Carpets and quilts, while we only have hard tents. After just one night, my waist is about to break!"
