"Blame me!"
South of Huzhou, within a small county government, Monkey Wine and sweet potato are not very good at interpersonal relationships, but they could sense Bald Zhang's doubts; he did not want to go into battle.
Now is the time to race against the clock, any delay could bring countless variables outside, so sweet potato was a bit angry and said, "This baldy doesn't know what's good for him!"
"Let me find someone to inquire where his wife and children live, and persuade him properly..."
"..."
Monkey Wine gently stopped sweet potato, advising, "A person can't place his hopes on things he hasn't seen; he doesn't believe just the two of us can solve his current predicament, so his suspicion is understandable."
"This can only be blamed on us for failing to make him believe, we can't blame him; the fact that he hasn't thrown us out shows his temper isn't too bad."
"..."
