Back in the courtyard, Zhang Ke and others seemed to have made some decisions, and put Thunder wood arch hands on them, murmuring: "Brother Xia Chen, this Thunder wood is taken back by you for us, we discussed, this Thunder wood still remains in the hands of Brother Xia Chen."

"Stay in my hands? Do you think I'm helping you just for this thunderbolt?

Summer is cold and Thunder wood is precious, but he has no intention of taking it as his own.

Zhang Ke would like to keep his mouth open, but Xia Chen shook his head and continued to say, "Well, don't say anything after that. If you...