"Quit the chatter! Hurry up!"
"Don't you know we're all spoiled brats? If we really act like spoiled brats, we're ten thousand times worse than those you've met!"
Fang Che truly believed this sentence.
If this bunch were spoiled brats, each of the big families could turn the skies upside down.
"It's really inconvenient for so many of you to go..."
"We don't mind."
"But I do..."
"Doesn't matter if you mind."
"Can't squeeze in, the place is too small, really can't squeeze in."
"We can be in the yard, bros are all King level, don't mind the hot or cold."
"Damn, it's May now, what's cold? I'll just have my drink in the yard."
"There's a leader inside..."
"Heh, with our family backgrounds, we really don't care about any leader..."
"..."
No matter what was said, they wouldn't listen.
Fang Che was escorted, with a push here and a kick there, finally making it to the guesthouse entrance.
Everyone was noisily ready to head to the lower courtyard.
"Is it here..."
"No."
