"As long as everyone stands united, even a weak hand can turn defeat into victory."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng laid the cards in his hand on the table.
Although none of Chen Changsheng's cards were particularly high, they formed a straight.
That meant Chen Changsheng had played every card in his hand at once.
Seeing this, Qian Ya said with a dark expression, "Sir, I hope your plan goes as smoothly as your cards did."
"Hahaha!"
"Whether the plan goes smoothly does not depend on me, but on people's hearts."
"The aristocratic clans and powerful families have suppressed the Pill Epoch for a long time. There are far too many people in this world unwilling to suffer such oppression."
"Li Changsheng and the others' resistance may seem insignificant, but it is the only sliver of hope in the Pill Epoch."
"When that sliver of hope appears, those unwilling to endure the status quo will rush toward it like moths into a flame."
"As their numbers grow, that tiny hope will naturally become a prairie fire."
Lu Mingyu was briefly stunned by Chen Changsheng's words, then smiled. "Teacher's move is truly brilliant!"
"How did I fail to think of such a brilliant move?"
"Stop talking in riddles. Tell me what is going on already."
Qian Ya impatiently urged them on. Lu Mingyu smiled faintly and said, "Although these Hidden Pieces of the God of Wealth Hall are people from the aristocratic clans, they have lived under the influence of the God of Wealth Hall for many years."
"In their hearts, they may still be loyal to the aristocratic clans, but they themselves have already ceased to fit into the clans' environment."
"If they are sent back now, not only will they fail to become heroes of the aristocratic clans, they