At this moment, Xu Xin, looking at Zhao Tiezhu in front of him, felt his rage and loathing grow with every glance, wishing he could punch him right then and there.
But he absolutely, absolutely couldn't do that now!
Bearing his anger, Xu Xin took a couple of deep breaths and finally managed to calm himself down completely.
Meanwhile, he repeated to himself over and over again inside his head.
Zhao Tiezhu was just a tool to be used, no need to argue with him, and the moment he loses his value, I'll make sure he has nowhere to be buried!
With this thought, Xu Xin comforted himself again and again in his heart, then lifted his head and said to Zhao Tiezhu with a smile, "Godfather, you didn't bring a meeting gift for us, but that's okay!"
"But as the younger generation, we should prepare a gift for you, and this is the gift we've prepared for you, godfather!"
Zhao Tiezhu glanced at the large black bag in his hands and naturally understood what was inside it.