When Zhang Butcher came back, Zeng Xiaoqian and Niuba stood up excitedly.

"Uncle Zhang, is everything going well?" Zeng Xiaoqian asked.

Mr. Zhang threw the monitor in his hand proudly. "Everything is going well. Let's listen together."

Subsequently, the butcher Zhang sat down and turned on the player function of the monitor. A burst of game music sounded, and Zeng Xiaoqian and Niuba were a bit confused.

"The kid was playing games when I first went there." Zhang explained.

said, he pressed the fast-forward button.

Zeng Xiaoqian did not hear any useful information for nearly half an hour. They either heard the sound of games or the grunt of Zhang...