After thinking it over all night, Chen Hao finally made up his mind to give them a chance to redeem themselves.
But when Chen Hao stepped out of his room and looked into the distance, he was dumbfounded.
Those bastards who had supposedly reflected on their mistakes and vowed to turn over a new leaf the night before last were now all huddled in their tents. Some were sleeping, some were playing cards, and some were barbecuing. They were having the time of their lives.
"Goddammit, these little bastards!" Chen Hao was so furious that even his morning grogginess vanished. He charged downstairs, cursing all the way.
A few sharp-eyed men spotted Chen Hao approaching and hurriedly whistled a warning.
By the time Chen Hao stormed down to take a look, the whole damn scene had changed again.
Everything had instantly reverted to the scene from last night. Everyone was kneeling in perfectly neat rows, looking utterly earnest and devout.
Chen Hao was completely dumbfounded. What the hell was this? Were they putting on a magic show for me?
His hands started shaking with anger. He pointed at the hopeless bunch and roared, "Are you screwing with me?"
The men exchanged glances, their eyes full of confusion and bewilderment.
"Brother Hao, what are you talking about? What do you mean, screwing with you?"
"Yeah, Brother Hao. We've been kneeling here all night. We haven't done anything!"
"Brother Hao, did you come down so early because you've changed your mind? Are you going to save us?"
These master bullshitters left Chen Hao blinking in utter speechlessness.
Just then, Wang Jian suddenly ran over. "Brother Hao, is that statue yours?"
Chen Hao turned and saw that Wang Jian had carried the Stone Statue Ghoul's statue over.
He slapped his forehead hard. So