"As expected." Hu Kaikang nodded slightly. He was very calm; at least on the surface, he showed no signs of dissatisfaction.
"In that case, I'll be heading back." Hu Kaikang was no longer striding vigorously as before. He turned, trembling once more, and shuffled toward the flying car.
Chu Bamboo: "..."
'You old bastard, what the hell is with the act? When you were out fishing, you didn't look like you were about to collapse on the ground and fake an injury!'
Zhang Hai: "???"
'Wait, what the—? Hold on... he's leaving already?'
'I... I haven't even had the chance to host him! Is this some kind of joke?!'
"Don't look at me like that!" Chu Bamboo noticed Zhang Hai's incredulous gaze shift from Hu Kaikang to himself. Realizing what he was thinking, Chu Bamboo pursed his lips. "Lao Hu definitely didn't come here to help you solve that crisis! Or rather..."
