"I'll slash the prices of all the timber so everyone can afford it, and everyone can build a house! Boss Lu, please spare my life!" Kusheng was scared out of his wits.
His trousers were soaked, and the stench was so strong that Mr. Lu rolled his eyes in disgust.
This fellow must have been harboring a lot of internal heat these past couple of days; otherwise, how could the smell be so foul?
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