Looking at Li Zhao and the old pugilist's appearance, Jia Youcai laughed.
He was born in the marketplace, and in his youth, he was unruly, having engaged in petty theft and made trouble with a gang of friends.
Back then, he believed that the heavens were first, and he was second.
He feared nothing.
Until one time, a 'friend' called him out, and he was blocked in an alley, missing for three days, causing his mother to cry herself blind before he suddenly woke up to reality.
However, he distanced himself from those unsavory friends.
But some things and knowledge are not easily forgotten.
For example, the lottery box in front of him.
Jia Youcai dared to bet his head that there were issues with the 'lot' inside.
Either they were heated or had splinters left on them.
"Lord Mu is a hero and doesn't know the tricks inside."
"But I, Jia Youcai, am not."
Saying this, Jia Youcai walked to the lottery box and raised his hand to reveal its truth.
