Chapter 32

"Who says being thorny is a problem?" The fatty suddenly stood up, his small eyes glaring at Sai Dianchan, and continued, "You don’t consider the lives of your brothers as lives, and Thorny has already been quite polite to you lot of leaders!"

"Hey, you’re challenging me? Have you forgotten how you ended up staying in the bandit camp?" Sai Dianchan sneered contemptuously. Anyone can talk big, but without real skills, it’s not just a matter of tripping over your tongue; you’re just a pile of crap.

As soon as Sai Dianchan finished speaking, everyone except the bear, who was doing push-ups, was trying hard to suppress their laughter, their lips twitching.

"Uh..." The fatty’s face changed. Damn, this woman really brings up the worst topics. In such a serious conversation, he lost his confidence as soon as she mentioned this. No, he can’t show his weakness; he must prove himself. "Isn’t it just a lack of food? Fat Master despises your behavior of risking the lives of your brothers. Give me two quick and nimble brothers, and I’ll get food for the bandit camp within three days."

"How do you know the bandit camp is short of food?" Sai Dianchan was slightly taken aback and asked.

"Sending the lives of over thirty brothers for food, isn’t that enough? Do you really think Fat Master is a fool? Can’t I see? Can’t I think? Can’t I deduce?" The fatty looked at Sai Dianchan as if she were an idiot. Once he found an opportunity to his advantage, he wouldn’t let it go. "Fat Master thinks you’re quite shrewd, but I didn’t expect you to not stop yesterday’s action, treating the lives of your brothers as a joke? Do you think the lives of your brothers are like leeks, which can grow back after being cut?"

"I’ve never seen a bunch of fools like you. The devils set up a minefield to restrict your movements, which indirectly preserves your strength. You hide in the bandit camp, and the devils can’t reach you, but you also can’t go out to get food. The devils are eager to eliminate you, so they try to lure you out, setting traps for you to fall into. You guys happily use the lives of your brothers to fill these traps. If you’re going to be a leader, you might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes. Why be a bandit? Why be a leader? A bunch of idiots, fools, and turtles..."

The fatty was definitely the type who wouldn’t let up when he had the upper hand. He would take advantage of every opportunity to the fullest, babbling on and on, saying whatever was most hurtful. Sai Dianchan’s face turned white and then red. She was a very smart person and knew the fatty was right, but his words were too harsh. Although Sai Dianchan hadn’t studied any tactical theories, she had attended a private school for two years and could read some books. She was skilled in cunning and deceit, but when the devils turned the tables, she was still too inexperienced.

Sai Dianchan had a wheat-colored complexion, so it wasn’t obvious when her face turned white or red. She bit her lower lip, really wanting to slap this fatty to death. But the fatty’s words, though harsh, were not unreasonable. The more she thought about it, the less she found him detestable. Besides, this fatty was “born with a rebellious bone,” destined to be her man, like Gao Cuilan and Zhu Bajie... Thinking of this, Sai Dianchan suddenly felt her face and ears burning.

"Hey... Hey..." Noticing that Sai Dianchan was distracted, the fatty felt bored and waved his hand in front of her face. Wasn’t this a waste of his well-prepared long speech?

"Ah?" Sai Dianchan snapped back to reality, seeing the fatty’s small eyes staring at her blankly. Her eyes flashed with panic, and she quickly avoided his gaze. She said to Xiaocui, "Go, go get another melon. I have something to say to... him."

"Uh." Xiaocui was a bit stunned. The second leader used to call herself “old lady,” but why did she suddenly change? Confused, she turned to get the melon.

"Monkey, guard the post well. Don’t let anyone in!" Sai Dianchan, realizing she had lost her composure, quickly corrected herself and said to Monkey.

"Don’t worry, Second Leader. Not even a fly can get in!" Monkey nodded, his eyes flickering. Was the Second Leader going to do something with her husband... Oh, they aren’t even married yet!

Sai Dianchan never dared to look the fatty in the eye. She turned and closed the door, then faced the fatty.

"What are you up to, woman? Speak your mind, and don’t have any improper thoughts about Fat Master." The fatty’s small eyes narrowed, and he crossed his arms protectively, asking.

"Your dreams!" Sai Dianchan rolled her eyes and continued, "You said that if you get two people, you can get food for the bandit camp within three days?"

"Of course, Fat Master never lies." The fatty nodded, speaking big words without a hint of embarrassment, with a sincere look. But then he added, "But Fat Master has a condition."

"Go on." Sai Dianchan thought it wouldn’t be that simple.

"As long as Fat Master gets the food for the bandit camp within three days, the bandit camp must agree to one of Fat Master’s two conditions!" The fatty’s eyes darted around as he spoke.

"As long as it’s reasonable, I’ll agree." Sai Dianchan unintentionally dropped the term “kid” when referring to the fatty. Although her conversation with the fatty still lacked femininity, she had dropped the term “old lady” when referring to herself. Was this what they meant by “a woman beautifies herself for the one she loves”?

"Hehe, reasonable?" The fatty chuckled. If it were reasonable, he wouldn’t even mention it. All his demands were unreasonable. "As long as Fat Master gets the food for the bandit camp within three days, either release me or have everyone in the bandit camp listen to me!"

Although Sai Dianchan had already prepared for the fatty to make very harsh conditions, she was still shocked by these two conditions. Honestly, she couldn’t agree to either, but the bandit camp needed food the most. Otherwise, the three hundred or so people would have to dig for wild vegetables and eat tree bark, which would scatter the morale.

Seeing Sai Dianchan silent and looking troubled, the fatty chuckled and said shamelessly, "Fat Master knows these conditions are difficult for you. How about this, go back and think about it. Once you’ve decided, tell Fat Master as soon as possible. Don’t make Fat Master unhappy, or even if they send a grand sedan chair to invite Fat Master, Fat Master might not go."

"Dead fatty, you’re a scoundrel!" Sai Dianchan angrily cursed, turned, and opened the door to leave. She met Xiaocui, who was running to the door with a large watermelon. Seeing her angry face, Xiaocui was stunned and was about to boast about finding the black-skinned watermelon, but heard her say, "Throw this melon away, don’t give it to him!"

"Throw it away?" Xiaocui was stunned, holding the melon.

"Feeding pigs is better than feeding him!" Sai Dianchan said, not caring how Xiaocui would handle the melon, and left with a whoosh.

Xiaocui looked at the fatty and then at Sai Dianchan’s back, preparing to throw the melon away. Fortunately, the fatty was quick-eyed and quick-handed. As Xiaocui was about to throw the melon, he quickly caught it and muttered to himself, "Oh, a black beauty, few seeds and lots of sugar, rare and precious!"

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