Head Steward Wen sneered. The unintended suppression by the presence of a few individuals with disabilities fueled his shame and anger, causing him to lose control. He bellowed, "You're all colluding. Naturally, you'll say that!"
"I won't lie." Zheng Sangge handed over a dark red, weathered oilcloth bag, stating coldly, "Lord Qin will understand when he sees it."
Head Steward Wen's forced smile grew more malicious. He retorted sharply, "What? Are you attempting to bribe right in front of me?"
Shao Yunduan sneered, "What can you expect from a hog but a grunt!"
"What did you say?"
"To smear someone and hurl insults—what can you expect from a hog but a grunt?"
"You…"
Lord Qin intervened, coughing. "Bring it up."
Since they presented it personally, he had to inspect it himself.