What was this about?
Nobody understood why Meng Yushu would slip, then, after slipping… just happened to smash into Fang Zhengzhi’s fist.
The entire venue was silent…
Everybody stared, stunned, at Fang Zhengzhi, who was unhurriedly pulling back his fist.
Defeated?! Meng Yushu defeated? How did he get defeated?
On the judging panel, the county head wearing an official robe’s eyes turned around with shock. Staring at Fang Zhengzhi standing on the stand, and then shifting gaze to the middle-aged scholar sitting by his side.
He similarly didn’t understand what had just transpired.
On the other hand, meeting the county head’s gaze, the middle-aged scholar also shook his head. His expression was the same as the county head, in absolute disbelief.
"I see!" At this moment, Imperial Messenger Qin mumbled softly.
"What did Imperial Messenger see?" The county head turned his head towards Imperial Messenger Qin.
