As the atmosphere fell silent, Chen Wu walked over.
He squatted down first to examine what was inside the bottle. Seeing its contents, he wore a peculiar expression as he stood up, locked eyes with Zhou Daguang, and said, "I was willing to take your word that a pole-dancing artist just happens to carry a steel pole with him. Now, care to explain what the hell he's doing carrying a few flies and maggots around with him, huh?"
"What?"
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