Qin Feimo frequently furrowed his brows, just about to utter his golden words, but the Uncle-in-law at his side preempted him again.
"Lord Zhang, your statement is such a heart-stabbing one. Considering the multitude of wives, concubines, illegitimate sons and daughters in your family, not to mention the countless deeds of farmland and shops, even the tiniest slippage from your fingers would be more than enough to fund food and fodder, isn't it?"
Lord Zhang was not to be outdone, immediately giving a cold sneer, "Speaking of wealth, who can compare with you, our Uncle-in-law, who owns gold and silver mountains? I remember back then..."
Both sides were arguing back and forth, exposing each other's secrets.
Qin Yi silently knelt to the side, carefully observing the expressions of the people in the court.
Unexpectedly, he met Qin Feimo's nonchalant gaze, which startled him, causing him to quickly look down.
The debate ended without a conclusive result.