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Who's the Problem

"Halt!" The voice of the villager at the bridge could be heard relatively clearly from the public office through the amplified loudspeaker.

Shang Jianyao was excited. He came to the window and muttered to himself, "Will there be a fight if they don't halt?"

"Can't you think of something better?" Jiang Baimian also came to the window.

"I'll be useful if there's a fight," Shang Jianyao said hopefully. "I'll mediate and persuade them to ultimately become friends."

You can make both parties friends without fighting. Why must you go through all that? Long Yuehong couldn't understand Shang Jianyao's train of thought, but he didn't voice his doubts.

As if sensing his thoughts, Shang Jianyao looked at the bridge that spanned the mountain stream and sighed. "I don't think they will fight… This way, there's no reason for me to interfere."

The derelict convoy stopped on the other side of the bridge and followed the rules.