Dad, would you rather leave your inheritance to Maha or me?
Ashton Zhou stood expressionless in the lobby on the first floor of his unit. His whole body was wet, with unknown digestive matter and disgusting yellow mucus hanging on it.
There was nothing within a radius of ten meters around him as the center of the circle. The corridor around the second floor was densely packed with people stretching their necks and looking down, their eyes mixed with curiosity, excitement and great joy.
... Ashton Zhou was furious: "Look at the paralysis! Look at all the wages being deducted! Everyone go back to work!"
There was a loud earthquake, the crowd dispersed, and the gossip and discussion gathered into a sea of joy.
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