A person who had likely been submerged here for over a hundred years still managed to gesture with his eyes and mouthing words to you.
At this moment, the shock his actions brought even surpassed that of the one sitting on the bed.
Not only Li Zhiyuan, but everyone kept looking back and forth between the main door and the big bed; naturally, they also saw the man's guidance.
However, Run Sheng always listened to Li Zhiyuan, and Tan Wenbin only contributed during lively moments, never speaking out during decision-making.
Only Xue Liangliang reached out to grasp Li Zhiyuan's arm, applying a slight pressure toward the direction of the bed:
"Xiao Yuan, make a decision."
Xue Liangliang silently conveyed his stance—he wanted to go towards the bed.
This was also Li Zhiyuan's choice.
Sometimes, all the dazzling complexities of human nature, the deceptive strategies, the logic of right and wrong, could all be discarded; during decision-making, focus on one key point:
