"Who says using poison to win doesn't count? Isn't Fang Lin relying on his own strength?" Han Luoyun stated calmly, her tone not giving an inch.
Li Zhendong stood up, a visage of anger on his face, and said: "If he doesn't use poison, could Fang Lin have won over Li Shengming?"
Han Luoyun remained as tranquil as an ancient well: "Hasn't he already won?"
Li Zhendong's expression conveyed his annoyance: "Could one still use poison as a means to win during the Great Tri-Nation Competition? Would this not make both Yun Country and Meng Country laugh at our Qian Country's incapability, that we can only resort to such dirty tactics?"
"That's right, this competition doesn't count."
"Let's compete again, Fang Lin can't use poison!"
"What counts Fang Lin without these despicable tactics?"
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The Li Family members also began to protest noisily, appearing extremely discontented.
"Head of the Li Family, tell your clansmen to stop their clamour!" Yang Jianye said, somewhat displeased.
