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"You..." Ling Tianyu's retort left Ning Xiaofeng at a loss for words. He clearly knew he was being criticized, yet he had no grounds to argue back. This man was truly eloquent.
The families who had come to watch the match chuckled inwardly at Ning Xiaofeng's plight. They bore no serious grudges against the Ning Family—it was merely business competition, which hardly counted for enmity.
But his earlier remarks were completely unfair to the Luo Family, especially toward the recently deceased Luo Yang. Respect for the deceased was considered a basic level of decency, and anyone with a sense of integrity wouldn't have spoken like that.
Ning Xiaofeng found himself in an awkward position, unable to step down with dignity. If he walked away now, what would others think of him? But if he stayed, what else could he do? For a moment, he was stuck in place, unable to move forward or back.