Xiong Zhi politely smiled at Mistress Tang.
"I am not asking Mistress Tang or Master Lu to trust our family. Instead, our Xiong family will place our bets and trust you."
Mistress Tang's finger suddenly halted.
What?
Even Old Xiong was stunned.
Suddenly a premonition began to appear in the headmasters' minds.
Xiong Zhi placed her hand on her chest solemnly. "The Xiong family is willing to pay a certain amount for the plaque. However, we do not wish to own it or monopolize it."
She looked at the Guan family's table.
