Ding Zihuan, utterly despondent, said, "Dude, that's enough, put me down."

As soon as Xia Linyuan let go, Ding Zihuan stood upright on the ground.

After landing, Ding Zihuan straightened his clothes and said to Xia Linyuan, "Thanks, bro. It's all my fault. I made a bad choice in friends. That bastard Zhang Kun actually betrayed me. I'll smash the guitar and hide it later."

Xia Linyuan chuckled to himself.

Ding Zihuan glanced sideways at Xia Linyuan: "Hey buddy, you look unfamiliar? Are you new here?"

"I just arrived yesterday."

“That’s it. I didn’t expect our village to be able to recruit such a master. Ordinary people can’t touch him.” Ding Zihuan generously put his arm around Xia Linyuan’s shoulder, then pointed in a direction, “Come on, buddy! You helped me, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Ding Zihuan felt as if he were lifting a huge rock when he exerted force: "Don't be shy, I have a meal card. I might as well use it."

Xia Linyuan smiled kindly: "Have you forgotten something?"

"I haven't forgotten! It's mainly because the leader occasionally eats in the cafeteria." Ding Zihuan went around behind Xia Linyuan and pushed him hard.

"Even the cult leader goes to the cafeteria?"

"Of course, our leader never puts on airs. It's just that it's a bit difficult for ordinary people to see him in Biyou Village..."

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