Yes… I was the first to discover it!” Although Zhang Dali was out of breath, he did not forget to take credit. “So many behemoths heading to our village. For sure… For sure it’s Young master Lian!” panted Zhang Dali.
Seeing the old man with a cup of tea in hand, he grabbed it without any propriety and drank it dry. This was because he was excited. Usually he would never have the courage to do so.