Xiang Yu and the others were lying there sunbathing.
By around twelve-thirty, Wang Dayong was the first to return. He was drenched in sweat and looked utterly exhausted.
"Brother Yu, I'm back," said Wang Dayong.
Xiang Yu nodded, then told him to go take a hot shower.
When Wang Dayong finished showering, it was almost one in the afternoon, and he began to cook.
Xiang Yu and the others were famished, and when the food was ready, they started eating without saying a word.
Wang Dayong was used to this. He sat down and ate without speaking.
He had expended a lot of energy in the morning and needed to replenish it quickly.
As they were enjoying their meal, a madwoman walked in from outside.
Everyone looked up, but for a moment, they didn't recognize that it was Li Bingbing.
Li Bingbing looked rather disheveled, her clothes soaked from sweat.
Her shoes were so worn that her toes were sticking out.
"You haven't eaten yet, right? Come over and eat quickly," Xiang Yu beckoned.
