"Hmm? Wang Ciweng, seeing how troubled you look, it seems like you were just toying with me, the village chief, weren't you? Do you know the consequences of making fun of me?"
Jiang Dali's eyes, filled with menace under his thick brows, coldly stared at Wang Ciweng, his tone growing increasingly unfriendly.
Wang Ciweng shivered all over, truly perceiving the ominous tone from Jiang Dali, quickly waving his hands in explanation, "This, Great Hero Jiang, I absolutely had no intention of mocking you.
I came all this way to greet you, bringing the sincerity of Prime Minister Qin, which is enough to show my own sincerity."
Behind him, two subordinates promptly stepped forward to present the gift boxes they were holding with both hands.
"Prime Minister Qin's sincerity, what does it have to do with you, Wang Ciweng?"
Jiang Dali let out a slight laugh, suddenly stretching out his palm to press down on Wang Ciweng's shoulder.
