"Hmph! Your own raw material got switched, and you say you weren’t bullied?! If it were , I’d flip this table and knock his teeth out!"
Peng Shaohe had just finished speaking when ng Po could no longer hold back.
"This... King Xinsheng, what do you an by that?" Previously, Peng Shaohe and An Yiqing had been conversing in Xuanjin Language, which ng Po couldn’t understand. But Peng Shaohe had intentionally said that last sentence loudly in the international language, so everyone could hear it.
Indeed, Peng Shaohe’s words startled everyone again. Having raw materials switched was no small matter; it was unprecedented in the history of Country Fei Public Disk.
"What do you an? Do you not understand the international language, or do you not understand human speech? What I an is that this competition is unfair!" Peng Shaohe’s eyes were as wide as bronze bells, and his loud voice even shook the ground. His large palm slamd on the table with a resounding smack, "What a Jade King! Losing the competition so you play dirty! Was Xiao Qing’s raw material switched by you? You old scoundrel halfway in the grave playing tricks on a young girl! Do you have no sha?!"
Peng Shaohe’s scolding left ng Po’s face alternating between red and white, a colorful spectacle. He wanted to retort several tis, but as soone only skilled in stone gambling, how could he be a match for the experienced Peng Shaohe? It was like an old scholar encountering an old rogue; not even a hundred mouths would enable ng Po to say anything.
Peng Shaohe’s words were clear, and everyone understood, finding it even more shocking. How could the Country Fei Public Disk possibly involve such switching? Moreover, that was the renowned Jade King! Would he really risk his reputation just to win against a young girl?
"Mr. Peng, could there be so misunderstanding about this incident? The Country Fei Public Disk... it shouldn’t be possible..." one person cautiously said.
Others nodded in agreent, feeling that the credibility of Peng Shaohe’s words wasn’t high.
"Exactly! Mr. Peng, even though you are King Xinsheng, you should be reasonable, right? Everyone knows our vice chairman’s stone gambling skills; it’s only natural for him to beat a young girl. You can’t sar us just because Miss An has a good relationship with you!" Sang Bo, the chairman of the Fei Country Jade Association, couldn’t help but speak up. Seeing that ng Po was about to win, how could he allow Peng Shaohe to interfere?
People murmured among themselves, finding Sang Bo’s words reasonable. Didn’t Peng Shaohe say earlier that An Yiqing was his lifesaver? Maybe he’s just trying to repay her?
"Who the hell are you, and what business is it of yours?! It’s none of your damn business!" Peng Shaohe wasn’t buying Sang Bo’s words, and his palm slamd the table with a thunderous sound, "I’ve always walked the straight path and done things openly! Unlike so people who love to play dirty tricks! Fei Country Jade Association, is it? Fine! When I’m not busy soday, I’ll pay you a visit!"
Sang Bo’s face turned pale, realizing he had forgotten that the identity of the person before him was soone he couldn’t afford to provoke.
He opened his mouth, looking into Peng Shaohe’s murderous eyes, but swallowed his words in the end.
ng Po, seeing Sang Bo’s cowardly deanor, cursed "useless" under his breath.
"Mr. Peng, we are all civilized people. Yushi City is not a battlefield, not the place for your troop command. Since you claim I switched Miss An’s raw material, where’s your evidence? Even though you’re King Xinsheng, without evidence, I can still sue you for slander!" ng Po spoke with a blend of knocking and intimidation, posing an air of righteous authority.
Those under the Stone-Cutting Table nodded in agreent, asserting that everything required personal and material evidence. Without evidence, no matter how influential soone was, they couldn’t wrong another in front of so many people.
In truth, they weren’t standing up for ng Po but simply didn’t want to be used as pawns by either party. Of course, they couldn’t help but be curious about the spectacle unfolding.
"Evidence? You want evidence, do you?" Peng Shaohe chuckled coldly, standing tall as he glanced at ng Po, "I figured you’d try to deny it, so I brought the witness! Bring the old man in for !"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps ca from outside the hall, and everyone turned to look. Two young n in military uniforms carrying a man in his sixties strode in briskly. The old man’s expression was sowhat listless, and sweat covered his forehead. It seed he was frightened by Peng Shaohe’s n, or perhaps he had been subjected to harsh interrogation; he leaned weakly on one of the soldiers.
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