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"You're talking nonsense!" Murong Nan's usually refined and gentle demeanor had vanished, replaced by eyes bulging with barely contained rage. His body trembled slightly from anger as his bloodshot eyes seemed ready to burst from their sockets.
He coughed low a few times, attempting to cover his body with tattered rags.
What cricket?
Even if I'm not leading the pack, I have nothing to do with crickets, alright?
Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said, "I'm just telling it like it is. If you have the ability, let everyone see for themselves whether you're a cricket or not. I saw everything clearly."
As he spoke, Jiang Shouzhong deliberately shouted to the crowd, "Did any of you see a cricket?"
The crowd exchanged glances.
To be honest, they were so shocked by the scene before them that they couldn't care less about spotting crickets.