It was clear that Mark didn't believe him and his impression turned from neutral to negative.
But, he didn't drag the matter for any longer and sat straight. For a while, the atmosphere turned awkward before the heiress of the Lin Clan changed the topic as she cursed out, "Zhang Kong, you bastard."
The third prince, Song Yue, and Mark turned their heads in the direction Shang Wei was looking.
Minister Zhang, his son Zhang Kong, and some old man were walking towards them, more like they were going towards the tent beside them.
"Dear…" Song Yue whispered to herself with her eyes about to tear up.
As they were about to pass the tent, Zhang Kong glanced at Song Yue before moving his head away.
Meanwhile, Mark stared coldly at him.
Mark still remembered that day when the couple came to his store. Zhang Kong berated his weapons and Mark showed him the power of pistol and embarrassed him.