Mohan slapped his thigh in excitement and said, "Brothers, as long as we hold out for a few more days, we will naturally be able to leave. By then, we will all be contributors who have rendered great service to the Young Master, and he will certainly treat us well!"
"The General is joking. How can we call it holding out here? It's more like coming here to enjoy ourselves," shouted a burly, bearded man at the top of his lungs, and everyone around burst into roaring laughter.
Amidst the clinking of glasses and mingling of guests, a messenger suddenly hurried over from outside the crowd, leaned into Mohan's ear, and whispered a few words.
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