"Hey, Lu Ding! How can you just cower off to the side without a word, pretending to be deaf and mute?"
Zhou Duoduo's voice suddenly rose, sharp and brimming with pressure. It pierced the clamor of the gathering and struck straight at Lu Ding, the eldest young master of the City Lord's Residence, standing amid the crowd.
"Are you planning to shirk your responsibility with silence and hide like a turtle in its shell?
You were the one who stood before all these Heavenly Prodigies, thumped your chest, and solemnly guaranteed that this wager would be absolutely fair, that the City Lord's Residence would show no favoritism!
It was because I believed your words and trusted the reputation of the entire City Lord's Residence that I accepted this wager without hesitation. Now that things have come to this, you want to wash your hands of it?"
She raised a hand and pointed into the air, where several clear light-projection formations hovered, broadcasting every movement at the venue exactly as it happened in all directions, even to cities large and small and sect outposts throughout the Domain.
"Open your eyes and look carefully! Everything happening here has already been broadcast across the world. Countless eyes are watching every move your City Lord's Residence makes!
If you truly dare favor that bitch Yang and her accomplices, disregard the wager, and twist the rules for private gain, you'll be trampling the dignity of the City Lord's Residence underfoot and casting the world's trust aside like a worn-out shoe!"
She paused, the cold gleam in her eyes growing sharper. Every word was a blade, stabbing straight at the power and prospects Lu Ding valued most.
"With such unjust, dishonorable conduct, breaking your own word, do you still deserve your position as the eldest