Old Zhang's eyebrows knitted together as soon as he heard this. His voice sank, "Xiao Zhao, what is this supposed to mean? What do you mean by 'making a big fuss'?"
Old Zhang was very annoyed. Since when had Xiao Zhao become so cowardly? These people, although they all seemed extraordinary, with the men handsome and the women graceful and luxurious, he had seen many like them in the scenic area. He guessed they were probably just some wealthy businessmen from other provinces. If someone had spoken in Bashu dialect, he might have needed to consider whether he would offend someone he shouldn't. But outsiders? Did he need to feel intimidated? Besides, this wasn't the first time such a thing had happened. This method was the very one he had devised for bright kids to fully exploit legal loopholes and it was defensible anywhere.
