Quarrel

The lady boss assumed that Jiang Ming had already been punished. 

"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly. "Are you here to apologize to us?" 

Sikong Wuyuan smiled. 

"Should we get the county magistrate to come over and see who should apologize to who?" 

"The county magistrate here has always been impartial unless you are the king of the Xiaguo Kingdom," the lady boss said in a deep voice. 

"How can you be exempted from punishment by the county magistrate? Are you here to cause trouble again?" 

Then, she threw a bell in front of Jiang Ming. 

"This bell is worth thousands of gold coins. Consider this our apology. You must be in pain after the punishment. How pitiful." 

She obviously looked down on Jiang Ming. 

"How can this little bell be worth thousands of gold coins?" 

Sikong Wuyuan lifted his leg without hesitation and crushed the bell into pieces. 

"What a pity, your money is gone."