Liu Chengzhi's face was filled with the strained color of constipation, of course, accompanied by a heavy shadow of anger.
Just moments ago, the two had reached a certain consensus on an event, yet Han Yanhui, seeing Liu Chengzhi like this, still felt a sense of pleasure.
Jinrong subtly glanced at Jiang Yifan, thinking that this youngster was becoming more cunning, proposing such a logical yet unreasonable suggestion, clearly intending to make the two dignitaries suffer.
What followed was much simpler. Neither Ye Xinyan nor Jiang Yifan, although their side had a full grasp of reason, could actually allow the various nobles, led by the two high officials, to apologize and make guarantees to them in front of everyone.
