Chen Zhao'an chased him with a waving cane, aiming directly at his head, cursing angrily, "What is our town called? What is Master Liang's title? 'When the path is about to be practiced, people shall vie for praise. People shall value reputation, people shall spread names, people shall share glory,' the words of the Academy, I know and remember them all.
Master Liang spent money to send you to study, to learn martial arts, and this is what you learned? Learning to cheat and be cunning, learning to deliberately evade debts and cancellation? Who started this? Step forward!"
The young man fell to the ground.
The others looked at each other, no one spoke.
"Good, very good! You've grown wings, but this old man is too old to control you. Fine, I'll leave you be and wait for Master Liang to come back to Yixing to deal with you!"
The crowd immediately panicked, hurriedly pointing fingers.
"Him, it's him!"
"And him!"
