Listening to Liu Da's words,

Wang Dagang's expression was even worse than if he had been crying.

He had no plans to prepare any rare treasures.

His goal was clear: to save his own life. He had called all his brothers over so those guys could catch and kill them...

Who would have thought that their boss would break through to the extraordinary realm at this crucial moment...

Damn it, which one is stronger...?

If those guys couldn't beat Liu Da, how am I supposed to survive...?

Wang Dagang kept his head down, not even daring to look Liu Da in the eye.

Although it was still fairly cool indoors.

But large beads of sweat rushed out from his greasy forehead, winding down his almost invisible neck, soaking his already tight collar.

Wang Dagang kept wiping his neck with tissues.

At that moment, he felt as if fate had forcibly bound him to the middle of a scale.

The two sides of the scale are filled with 0s and 1s representing the Land of Abundance (Sichuan).

No matter which way he leans, he can't escape the powerful outcome of fate...

"Da Gang?? Are you in trouble??"

Seeing Wang Dagang, who was so nervous he was about to cry, Liu Da asked with concern,

At this moment, Wang Dagang looked at Liu Da, gritted his teeth,

Although we cannot escape the harsh realities of fate, we must still forge our own path!

Today, I'm going to trade one for one with fate!

Having made up his mind,

He suddenly stood up and jumped onto the table.

He then knelt down on the table.

He even went so far as to pick up a knife and fork and stab himself hard in the back.

Like someone carrying thorns to apologize, he kowtowed three times to Liu Da:

"Boss, save me..."