A victory?
How the hell did he win?
Was this Snow Race patriarch out of his mind?
The patriarch's words left everyone present utterly baffled, Chen Changan included.
"Was what I just said not vicious enough? Not shameless enough, not filthy enough?"
"Or is this the kind of son-in-law the Snow Race wants—someone who stops at nothing to do evil?"
Chen Changan looked at the Snow Race patriarch, his brows furrowing. The final say belonged to him?
"Wait!"
"I want to know why he won."
"With character like that, what right does he have to beat us?"
"Are our morals really worse than his?"
"Exactly! I refuse to accept this. I suspect there's a rigged outcome."
"If your Snow Race has already decided on Chen Changan, you could just say so. There's no need to waste our precious time here."
"Why make us stand around like clowns, just to serve as his foil?"
"I really want to know what the standards are for judging character. Even if I lose, I want to know why."
The Snow Race patriarch seemed to have expected this reaction. His expression remained calm; he had already prepared his response.
"First, our Snow Race's search for a son-in-law is fair, impartial, and open. There is absolutely no rigged outcome."
"Otherwise, why would we have invited so many of you here?"
"Second, you want to know why Chen Changan won?"
"It's simple. He was the only one who dared to tell the truth."
"And you... weren't sincere enough."
"He won because he was frank and forthright."
"The most important quality in a person is consistency between word and deed."
"If you say you'll do it, then do it."
"What Chen Changan just said may or may not be true. There's no way to know."
"But he dared