C167 Not Bad(1)

In an instant, Wu Sha Po's lies crumbled before everyone.

"These must be shills you've brought in. This stuff clearly isn't tasty. Are you trying to avoid paying me that silver by doing this? You're just making baseless arguments."

Wang Yufei watched Wu Sha Po with a sly grin, paying no mind to his protests, and turned to address the crowd.

"This delicacy is known as tofu pudding