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On the arena stage in Shuhe Town, Cai Badou is in a frenzy. A basket of pears has been crushed into mush. He simply uses his carrying pole as a staff, sending seven or eight hulking men flying through the air. "My god! I'm going to be rich—" He clutches the newly acquired 800-tael debt note, grinning as if he’d found a gold bar. Meanwhile, in a wing room in the backyard of Longmen Express, Lu Sanjin is tied to a millstone with a walnut stuffed in his mouth, using his last bit of strength to kick the door. A donkey chews hay nearby, completely unfazed. In the front hall, Sheng Qiuyue slams her cleaver onto the table: "I'm out of ideas. The creditors will be here any minute, and there’s only half a bag of rice left in the kitchen. Any of you have a plan?" Bai Jingqi raises his hand: "How about we all just run for it? My Qinggong is good, I can carry one of—" "Who could you possibly carry?" Lyu Qingcheng interrupts him. Qiu Yingluo faces a bronze mirror, drawing her eyebrows: "Don't panic. When the creditor arrives, I'll go first. What if he's handsome?" Gong Shu sighs beside her: "Think thrice, think thrice, and think again... If all else fails, we’ll play the pity card and say I have terminal tuberculosis." At that moment, Badou kicks the door open, holding up the debt note: "Who’s in charge here? Pay up!" Everyone points in unison toward the backyard: "The one tied up in there." Lu Sanjin finally managed to spit out the walnut, his voice weak and thready— "Can you... untie me first before we discuss the bankruptcy?" <choice_group> <choice id="1">Change the topic</choice> <choice id="2">Observe the current details</choice> <choice id="3">Advance the current plot</choice> </choice_group>