Only a small group of people were still moving at this moment.
Chonghui struggled to squeeze to the edge of the tent.
The members of the project team were mostly working at the settlement point. However, due to the recent chaos, only the physically strong Chonghui had the confidence to push inside. It was only at this moment, taking advantage of the brief calm amid the crowd, that he finally achieved his goal.
With a "whoosh," the tent was lifted.
Nan Zhubin and Uncle Chen's faces appeared in everyone's sight.
There was no time to react.
A middle-aged man in a blue cloth jacket released his long-suppressed emotions suddenly: "Uncle Chen! ... What did you just say to Ah Lai inside? How come... it doesn't sound right to us?"
Uncle Chen did not respond. Facing one Ah Lai was different from facing a group of villagers.
"Uncle Chen... tell us the truth, is the Dragon King real or not?"
