These days, although Dad hasn't said anything, you can tell from his sullen face that he's in a really bad mood.
The surplus grain is indeed running low. In this snowy weather, it's impossible to grow or buy any food. It's driving people to the brink of madness!
Fang Zheng and Lu Jingtian exchanged a glance. Being old friends, they could instantly understand each other's thoughts.
While they were discussing, both groups suddenly stopped their actions.
Neither side had the upper hand, and there were no mutual defeats. It seemed like neither party gained anything, each suffering some losses, but nothing serious.
Knowing that there'd be no winner today, they ceased to waste energy on each other and turned their sharp gazes this way.
Damn! After all that fighting, it was all for nothing?
Cheng Xiaoxiao secretly cursed. These... both men are fine, so how am I supposed to bring back any heads?
