The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class-Chapter 186

Now that he has grown wiser, the little demon king despises people like this even more. Without hesitation, he snapped, "Move aside, don't block our way."

Pang Jing crossed his arms and stood his ground firmly, "Not moving. Unless you sell this piece of clothing to me today, neither of us will wear it."

Either show off together, or don't show off at all.

Zong Jincheng didn't waste words with him. He immediately raised his voice, "Buyan, make him leave."

A reluctant Buyan who didn't want to get involved: "......"

Here we go again. The young master isn't even bothering with arguments anymore; directly ordering him to fight.

This is a palace banquet, a palace banquet!

The emperor and empress are seated over there. Taking action now would be suicide; how many heads would he even have left?

But if he ignores the young master's command, he might bear the brunt of his wrath.

Buyan inwardly sighed, stepping forward to Pang Jing, "Mr. Pang, please step aside."

Being tall and strong, with a serious demeanor, Buyan's mere presence exuded a strong sense of oppression.

Most people would probably be intimidated.

But Pang Jing was the son of a general. His father was the most trusted commander under the Great General of Pacifying the West, and they could walk sideways anywhere in the capital.

Pang Jing immediately gestured, and two guards stepped forward behind him. "You think you're the only one with backup? Does no one else have any? Go ahead, let’s see if you dare to lift a finger. This is a palace banquet! Would the Marquis Manor dare to make trouble here?"

Wei Xinglu quickly pulled Zong Jincheng aside, advising, "Brother, don’t be impulsive. Let’s settle this elsewhere. We can't cause trouble in the palace."

He Zheng chimed in, "Yes, Jincheng, don't pick a fight."

Observing everyone trying to calm Zong Jincheng, Pang Jing couldn't help but smirk with satisfaction, taunting, "See? Even your two good-for-nothings brothers know better. Zong Jincheng, admit defeat. You wouldn’t dare. That’s what you get for rejecting me in the past. You brought this upon yourself for being so disrespectful."

Little Demon King's fist is getting itchy.

He exploded on the spot, shouting at Pang Jing, "Who are you calling good-for-nothings? Compared to my brothers, you're way out of your league. Your so-called skills in cuju (ancient soccer) and chuiwan (ancient golf) are laughable. Your knowledge of literature is atrocious, and you only bully the weak and small. Let me tell you, that’s something only the powerless do. You’re nothing but a useless, raging bully!"

Buyan silently gave a mental thumbs up.

This is Zong Jincheng in his element. While fighting is out of the question in the palace, verbal battles are fair game. And Zong Jincheng has never lost one.

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Pang Jing wiped the spittle off his face, furious, "Zong Jincheng, are you tired of living? How dare you insult me like this? Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my father serves?"

Zong Jincheng retorted without hesitation, "Oh, so you can't argue and start name-dropping? Did you forget everybody's got a father with a title? Let me laugh at your nonsense claims. We all serve the Son of Heaven!"

"You!" Pang Jing was at a loss for words, unable to refute.

If he dared to say Luo Jingfeng was stronger than the emperor, it would be an open declaration of treason. The cunning Zong Jincheng had sealed his line of defense.

Pang Jing, with a dark face, threatened, "You really don’t fear offending the Great General of Pacifying the West?"

The moment Zong Jincheng heard that name, fury erupted. Yet another underling of Luo Jingfeng, that tyrant? Naturally, his followers are all villains too!

The little demon king fired back, "I don’t believe a great general would bully a child for a piece of clothing. You’re nothing but a cowardly and pretentious weakling."

"What are you even saying nonsense for..."

Before Pang Jing could finish, Zong Jincheng burst into laughter first, "Hahahaha, 'fox imitating a fox'... What an idiot! Even the phrase 'flaunting authority under another’s protection' is beyond you. It must not be part of what the Child Prodigy Class focuses on. And you dare to argue with words? It’s embarrassing just talking to you, child prodigy!"

Wei Xinglu also joined in the laughter. Pang Jing's lack of scholarly knowledge was indeed glaring. He at least knew that phrase, thanks to being forced to learn it by his elders.

He Zheng, who only studied the key points of compulsory testing and never learned what 'flaunting authority under another’s protection' meant: "?"

Wait, have I been insulted too...?

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Zong Jincheng, hearing this, immediately panicked, "No changing! My brother won’t change. This dress looks so good, many people would die for the chance to wear it!"

"Ah?" Cui Zhi looked around and spotted Pang Jing, who didn’t seem to be in a good mood.

Although she didn’t recognize him, it was clear that any young master at the palace wasn’t someone to be trifled with.

Quickly, she advised, "If you insist on keeping it, I’ll take Young Master Wenxiu away."

Originally, Zong Wenxiu also considered leaving, but seeing Pang Jing causing trouble for his brother, he couldn’t abandon him.

Thus, he refused Cui Zhi, "No need, I’ll wear it with Jincheng."

"Ah?" Cui Zhi assumed he would agree to leave, as Young Master Wenxiu was known for his thin skin and probably didn’t want to draw attention alongside Zong Jincheng.

When Pang Jing heard Zong Wenxiu wasn’t going to change out of the clothes, he panicked, "Why are you still wearing it? If this isn’t handed over to me today, nobody gets to wear it!"

Cui Zhi: "???"

What’s going on? Had a fight already broken out?

She looked at Shunzi, who was vigorously nodding. Cui Zhi quickly tried to go inform Xu Wan but was stopped by Pang Jing’s men, "Don’t bother trying to call for help."

Cui Zhi: "......"

However, being experienced and quick-witted, Cui Zhi quickly replied, "If this young master fancies this style of clothing, simply have a new one made at home. The three pieces here have already been worn by these young masters and have been trapped amidst the crowd for so long, inevitably becoming old clothes. Nothing compares to a fresh, new piece."

Despite her tactful words, Pang Jing refused to yield. He firmly said, "Stop blabbering nonsense. It’s either him taking it off alone or all three of them taking it off together."

Zong Jincheng immediately shot back, "Take it off your head! Why don’t you strip first? Strip this instant until you're bare-bottomed, and I’ll consider donating this piece to you!"

Angrily, Pang Jing grabbed hold of Zong Jincheng’s collar, "Who are you telling to strip down to their underwear? Who are you offering to spare and give to?"

The little demon king grabbed his collar right back, shouting, "I’m telling YOU! Strip down to your underwear, and I’ll give it to you!"

"Rascal, you dare say that? I’ll beat you to death!"

"Do you have the guts? You think my Buyan is just for show?"

Buyan: "......"

From today onwards, a vegetarian life for me it is...