Chapter 166: Generosity at Others' Expense

Zhou Daliang cast a resentful glance at him: couldn't he be a bit more humble? He didn't follow the procedure at all.

Zhou Silang rubbed his palms together, his gaze tense and meticulous as it moved back and forth between the two bamboo sticks, praying earnestly in his heart, "Great Daoist Lord, please ensure I draw the number one stick!"

Having made up his mind, Zhou Silang closed his eyes, then opened them and swiftly picked one. Seeing the red color at the bottom of the stick, Zhou Silang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "I won, I won!"

The Chief glanced at him and extended the bamboo tube towards Zhou Daliang.

Zhou Daliang regretfully drew the other stick, which had no red at the bottom.

But that's just luck, and nobody to blame.

Old Zhou exhaled in relief, took a puff from his dry tobacco pipe around his waist, and then said, "Alright, Four, go sign the documents with the Chief later."