章 716: Ball Kicking at the Alliance Meeting (III)

The style of his speech was an aristocratic dialect that carried an air of elegance. Many people attempted to master it to sound classy. Despite the fancy and exquisite tone of this dialect, in certain circumstances, it sounded distant and scornful.

Wu Ma Shang's words in this context were clearly the latter.

Huang Song glared at Wu Ma Shang. How dare this man insult Cheng Jing in front of him? Did he really think his royal blood meant that he was above others?

Just as he was about to speak up to take back control of the platform, Jiang Pengji's faint mocking voice rang in Huang Song's ears.

It turned out that while Wu Ma Shang was greeting Cheng Jing, Jiang Pengji had been using the same aristocratic dialect to speak to her father.