"A misunderstanding. This is all a misunderstanding..."
Li Hong stammered, his words rushed and faltering.
If he admitted it, it would mean all his earlier flattery was a lie. But if he didn't admit it, how could he explain what Chen Che had just said?
This was the 'self-incrimination' trap.
No matter how he answered, he would be led by the nose.
"If it's a misunderstanding, then why hasn't Steward Li returned my Spirit Stones?"
After telling Ding Fei to serve the tea, Chen Che turned back and sneered.
He wouldn't be polite when someone gave him an opening.
The man had extorted his Spirit Stones—that was a fact. He hadn't had a chance to deal with him before, but now that Li Hong had delivered himself to his doorstep, he would take back double.
"I've been meaning to return them for a while, but I've been too busy managing the Market to find the time. In front of Miss Meng, I'll return the Spirit Stones to you now..."
