Su Cheng remained there as he stammered and could not get anything audible out. Judging from the situation, Su Xing seemed to understand what had happened. His older brother was responsible for the issues with the rice in the commercial house a few days ago.
He just could not understand. Why would Su Cheng do that?
The silk business of the Su family was earning well like his family's tea business. Wouldn't he be smashing his own feet with a boulder by doing this? It might even implicate their tea business! When Su Xing thought up till this point, he could not help but be overwhelmed with indignation!
"Shopkeeper Su!" Chang Huan made his way over from the main seat, and walked closer to Su Cheng, with glares as cold as ice. "Why did you coerce Little Pan to mix croton powder into the rice bags to sabotage the trade?"
Su Chen's heart was racing in panic. Under the powerfully cold aura of Chang Huan, he took a step backward and stammered, "I - I did not!"