"You do have some nerve..."
It was as if they had riled up the crowd, filling everyone with righteous indignation.
"A bunch of country bumpkins, do you even realize that being able to come here is a blessing that you've cultivated over three lifetimes?!"
The one standing at the forefront, with nose pointed skyward, arrogantly said, "We are from Yancheng!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the previously agitated atmosphere instantly cooled down.
"Locals from Yancheng..."
"What should we do now?!"
"Hmph!"
Seeing that the crowd was somewhat deflated, Wang Meng suddenly stepped forward, "You think one sentence is enough to make me pull back? Impossible, you have to defeat me if you have the guts!"
His words indeed piqued the interest of the local group, especially a well-dressed young man who seemed to be the leader. He looked at Wang Meng with interest, then casually pointed out someone, "Xiao Ming, you go and test him!"
