But how could Meng Po's little schemes actually succeed?
"Mr. Meng Po, the competition isn't over yet, how can you just leave? Does the Jade King not even have this bit of integrity?" An Yiqing's voice echoed eerily, "Since Third Young Master Duan says there's evidence, let's take a look. We're idle anyway, so consider it entertainment. If Mr. Meng Po acts honestly and uprightly, is he afraid of being falsely accused?"
Before Meng Po could turn around, An Yiqing's voice came again.
"Third Young Master Duan, I'll trouble you now."
Duan Ziqing nodded, turned around, got off the Stone-Cutting Table, and strode into the Yushi City staff office nearby.
Meng Po's face was frighteningly gloomy; he wanted to leave, but An Yiqing's words about "acting honestly and uprightly" rooted him to the spot. Even the people in the hall were persuading him, saying if he hadn't done anything, what was there to fear!
