Zhou Tieyi turned his head to look at the eight hundred imperial guards present. "However, it’s a difficult situation when someone decides to smash the rice bowl that feeds our God-Slaughtering Department..."
"If you brothers aren't even getting enough to eat, how could you possibly have the energy to hold a grudge against me, Zhou Tieyi?"
Zhou Tieyi looked with a smile at Tang Wulun, the grandson of Tang Anshi. "Tang Wulun, would you agree that this is the logic of it?"
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