Jing Yulong clearly didn't expect Wang Daochun to be so unyielding. Just as he was about to say something…
Liu Kan said, "Mr. Jing, we can't just let this matter rest. My arm is already dislocated, so how am I to produce my calligraphy?"
Jing Yulong frowned. "How did you dislocate your arm?"
When he heard this, Liu Kan's face immediately turned red. Was he going to say that he had jumped up to hit another person's knee only to injure himself? It would be too embarrassing.
But if he didn't say anything? Who would pay his medical bills?
Jing Yulong said, "Forget it. Leave your arm's medical bills to me. I'll get the best doctor to treat you. Is there anything else? If not, then…"
"Wait! Patron Wang and Patron Jing, please wait!" At that moment, a child's voice sounded.
Everyone was stunned. At this moment, there was still someone standing forward?
