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Watching the six men who were acting like buffoons, Mo Yan had no patience to engage in a war of words with them; she was simply waiting for them to produce their so-called evidence, and then she would "crush" it with a single blow. No matter how capable they were, she was determined to make it impossible for them to turn the tables.
The six men had also heard the quarreling outside and, worried that the situation might change, did not dare to delay any further. They emptied all the contents of their small cloth bag onto the table. Four clumps of hair piled up on the table, unexpectedly matching the colors of Xiao Hua Dabai, Mao Tuan, and the Golden Beast.
