Everyone discussed among themselves, making all sorts of guesses.
Kong Dabao patted Feng Tiejian's shoulder and said enviously, "Old Feng, you're really something. You actually received the protection of a sixth-grade expert. Tell me, when did you get to know the person?"
"Um."
Feng Tiejian was rendered speechless yet he said excitedly, "I don't know, nor do I know that expert. As I said just now, my intuition was just more accurate."
"Tch, if you didn't know him, would he have saved you?" Kong Dabao said disdainfully.
"Right, Old Feng, just tell us. When did you get to know a sixth-grade expert?"
The manager also grinned.
When the others heard this, they too looked at Feng Tiejian with hope in their gazes.
With an expert at least a sixth-grade expert as his backer, Feng Tiejian could leave the crematorium and go to other higher-level departments to have fun.
"I really didn't."