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"That makes sense, absolutely right."

Hearing Wang Mian's words, Deng Chao glanced at the people around him and said with a slightly serious expression, "To put it bluntly, we are all one family."

"We're all one family, no matter where we are!" Chen He nodded in agreement.

Xia Nian raised her hand and shouted, "We are all sons and daughters of China!"

A smile appeared on everyone's face, a sign of agreement with Xia Nian's words and a demonstration of the unity among the various ethnic groups in the country.

"Okay, our game rules are very simple." Director Zhang clapped his hands, signaling everyone to look over. "First, we'll draw lots. There are ten people in total, and each person will get a number. Number one and number ten will compete, and so on."

"The five winners will then draw lots, and one of them will be exempt from the match and will advance directly to the finals."

"The two winners will then compete again, and the loser will be third place and will get a sleeper berth."

"Finally, it's a competition between two people. The winner will be first place and will receive a luxury sleeper berth."

"A deluxe sleeper berth?" Chen He muttered, his brow furrowing slightly. "This wasn't mentioned before. What's going on? Is it extra money?"

Director Zhang: "The deluxe sleeper is a single room with a private bathroom, a sofa, and a 1.8m x 2m single bed. Consider it a free reward from us."

Old Wang: "Of course, only the first place winner gets this reward."

Upon hearing this, everyone reacted with varying expressions.

Xia Chuan: "Old Wang, how about we upgrade the remaining two to deluxe soft sleeper berths? We can pay extra."

Upon hearing this, Deng Chao also felt it made a lot of sense, since he had money in his hands. "That's right, Lao Wang, we can pay more. Being able to sleep well is more important than anything else."

Chen He: "That's right! Replace all three of them with deluxe sleeper berths!"

The others nodded in agreement, thinking that this was a better approach.

Old Wang sneered, "Dream on! There's only one, take it or leave it!"

Xia Chuan clicked his tongue and said, "If you don't want to give it, then don't. You old man, you still have quite a temper."

Lu Han chimed in, "Indeed, Old Wang's temper has been getting worse lately. Looks like we'll have to teach him a lesson when we drink tonight!"

Old Wang's expression changed slightly, his heart pounding with panic, but he still tried to appear calm: "Hmph! Who's afraid of who! Besides, I never said I wanted to drink with you!"

Chen He scoffed, "I wonder who was secretly asking Chuanzi what kind of fine wine was being delivered last night."

Old Wang's expression froze slightly, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face.

Deng Chao shook his head: "You old rascal, your mouth is harder than a stone in a latrine."

The others couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing that the conversation was drifting off-topic, Director Zhang quickly said, "Alright everyone, let's draw lots!"

Chen He No. 1, Tian Yu No. 2, Xia Chuan No. 3, Xia Nian No. 4, Liu Yifei No. 5, Deng Chao No. 6, Lu Han No. 7, Wang Chenyi No. 8, Chen Ming No. 9, Wang Mian No. 10.

"Come on, Representative Number One and Representative Number Ten, come out!" Director Zhang shouted.

Chen He immediately patted Old Wu beside him, signaling him to fight, and said seriously, "Old Wu, you can do it, you absolutely must win!"

Wang Mian: "Come on! Let's send in the battle against Layman Jiaqian!"

Old Wu and Layman Jiaqian came out and, at Director Zhang's signal, sat down on either side of a table.

Everyone also began to sized up Old Wu and the money-giving layman.

Upon seeing the burly and powerful Jiaqian Jushi, Chen He was immediately taken aback. He then smiled and said, "How about this, I think we should play with our left hands. It's just that our Old Wu's right hand is too strong, and we don't want to bully you."

Seeing this, Wang Mian immediately realized it was Chen He's scheme. He tried to push Chen He away, saying, "Don't try that on me, Brother He! We'll just have a normal competition, using our right hands!"

"This group looks somewhat evenly matched." Deng Chao nodded slightly.

Although Old Wu wasn't as tall as the wealthy lay Buddhist, he was very strong and had a determined look in his eyes.

The man who added money to his salary always had a smiling expression, but judging from the size of his arms, he was quite strong.

Upon hearing this, Xia Nian turned to look at Kong Jie, who remained calm, and asked, "Uncle Kong, will you win?"

Kong Jie smiled and patted Xia Nian's head, saying firmly, "I will do my best to ensure our little princess Nian Nian gets a sleeper in a soft sleeper!"

"Come on, get ready," Director Zhang said.

Old Wu shook his arm and looked at the man who was asking for money with a serious expression. The man also stopped smiling and moved his wrist slightly.

The two nodded to each other, then clasped their right hands together, resting their elbows on the table. Chen He pressed down on their clasped hands. "One, two, three, begin!"

Before the words were even finished, the two of them exerted their strength instantly, their facial features straining.

Chen He and Wang Mian stood behind the two, their hands clenched unconsciously as they watched the two compete nervously.

Everyone watched intently, eager to know who would win.

"Honey, who do you think will win?" Liu Yifei couldn't help but ask Xia Chuan in his ear.

Xia Chuan's gaze remained fixed on the two men unleashing their full power, and he replied in a low voice, "In my opinion, Old Wu has a better chance of winning. Look closely at their arms; they seem to have similar arm circumferences, but... Master Jiaqian's arm is trembling slightly."

"But Old Wu didn't budge. Looking at their necks, the veins on Jiaqian Jushi's neck were practically bulging, while Old Wu's face was even redder than Jiaqian Jushi's, but he obviously hadn't released all his power yet."

"I suspect that Lao Wu is holding back, preparing to unleash his full potential when the money-gathering monk runs out of steam, thus securing victory."

Liu Yifei seemed to understand but not quite, but still asked in a low voice, "You mean to say that Old Wu will win?"

Xia Chuan nodded slightly: "That's right! It should be... Holy crap!"

"Whoosh! Brother Jiaqian won!" Wang Mian couldn't help but cheer, while Chen He looked bewildered and bitter, and the others were also full of surprise.

Just now, Lao Wu had bent the money-gathering layman's arm about fifteen degrees, and everyone thought that Lao Wu had the victory in his grasp. Xia Chuan was even about to say that Lao Wu would win.

As a result, despite being at such a clear disadvantage, the last trace of a smile on the lips of the man who had just added money suddenly disappeared. Then, his slightly trembling arm became as firm as iron, and all his strength burst forth, much to Old Wu's surprise.

Before Lao Wu could even think, the force that erupted instantly overwhelmed his wrist, and the man who added money won.

"Brother, you're lucky." The man who added money clasped his hands in a fist salute to Old Wu and nodded slightly.

Old Wu came to his senses and shook his head with a wry smile: "Brother, you're really good at hiding your abilities. I admire you."

The two shook hands and then stood up.

Looking at Chen He's complicated expression, Old Wu said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Brother He, I've disappointed you."

Chen He shook his head: "It's alright, victory and defeat are common in war. I'll get you some food."

The lay Buddhist, Jiaqian, looked at Wang Mian and smiled, "I have not failed in my mission!"

Wang Mian grinned: "You are now fit to be a general!"