Inside Xia Liang's villa.
"Big Brother Xia, we have a saying back home: 'A man who's too sharp will starve, just like a dog who's too smart will find no shit to eat.' That old man, Chen Xuandu, will definitely come after us again," Zhang Xiaokui said, frowning as he tightened the bandage on his forehead.
The gravity of the situation was clear to everyone, and their faces were grim.
Xue Ren's body began to tremble uncontrollably. If Monk Ruoshan hadn't been by his side to steady his nerves, he probably would have collapsed.
Although they weren't afraid of Chen Xuandu showing up as long as Xia Liang was around, they knew he couldn't stay with them every single day.
Xue Ren quickly added, "That's right! It's not being stolen from that's scary; it's being targeted by a thief. Master Xia Tian can't be everywhere at once. We need to come up with a plan to strike first."
Xia Liang remained silent, stroking his chin in thought.
