Thursday, evening.
Zhang's Martial Arts School, temporary operation center.
Zhang Wei was having a meeting with the girls.
"Today's trial, although Ren Xingzhou's counter-evidence was impressive, we still gained something!"
"Did you really gain something?" The second daughter immediately looked up.
"Of course."
Zhang Wei said, recalling, "When I said that Xiao Mo Moji was a profligate heir, did you see Ren Xingzhou contradict me?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao and Xia Qianyue, sitting next to her, looked at each other and then shook their heads together.
No, Ren Xingzhou did not contradict at all.
"Yes, when I attacked Xiao Mo Moji, he didn't contradict me and even tacitly admitted it, indicating that Xiao Mo Moji is indeed beyond redemption to such an extent that he didn't even think about speaking a good word for that lad."
Ren Xingzhou's countermeasure against Zhang Wei's tactics was what? A mutual mud-slinging tactic!
