บท 1223: Pressure

The air was dead silent. No one could believe their ears.

How could Master Ni make such a judgment?

The thing Master Ni was talking about was clearly the candied haws in the young fellow's hand. This was too unbelievable.

Young Master Mu was also dumbfounded. He never thought that in Master Ni's opinion, the precious Star Pearl in his hand could not be compared to candied haws, which were junk food for commoners.

"Master Ni, are you joking?" Young Master Mu asked with a trembling voice.

Ni Yinghong's eyes darkened. "Do you think I have to joke with you? I don't care what kind of treasure you have. This is my answer."

"That's right!" Ou Yangming clapped his hands. He glared at Young Master Mu and questioned, "You're too uncultured. How can you question the decision of the judge?"