The village chief had not finished speaking when he stopped. He had noticed that several people there were glancing involuntarily at Jiang Cheng. Stranger still, Jiang Cheng was looking at someone else: A Biao.
Even someone as fierce as A Biao suddenly lost his nerve. His throat bobbed a few times.
Jiang Cheng looked away. "All right, everyone, stop staring at Brother A Biao. From now on, we need to work together and see tonight's task through. This wedding through a ceremonial offering is obviously a lie." Jiang Cheng grew impassioned. "It's a trick to drive us apart. Don't fall for it!"
The Fatty: "..."
Du Moyu: "..."
Chen Hao: "..."
Lei Mingyu: "Heh..."
A Biao: "Brother Jiang Cheng is right. Everyone, don't fall for it!"
Jiang Cheng turned around and patted A Biao on the shoulder. In a dependable, sincere voice, he said, "Brother A Biao, as long as I'm here, I won't let that second possibility happen."
A Biao stared at Jiang Cheng's face and suddenly felt that he wasn't all that annoying after all.
Yu Chengmu gave a cold laugh, interrupting Jiang Cheng's performance. His gaze swept over A Biao and Jia Jinliang's faces, as if he found it surprising that these people had gotten so close to Jiang Cheng.
An indescribable sense of danger rose in his heart, but it vanished again in an instant.
He had the upper hand in this task, and the closer they got to the end, the greater his chances of winning. As long as Jia Jinliang and A Biao hadn't completely sided with the other party, he had nothing to worry about.
In any case, by the end, all these people... would be dead. No exceptions.
He had also more or less figured out the Night Watchman's scheme. It was