"Shopkeeper Wei, my men would never do such a thing! Don't you go making baseless accusations!"
Chen Song said coldly.
"You and your men are the only ones who've been in our Weapon Forging Shop today, Chief Chen. If it wasn't one of yours, are you saying one of my own people stole it?"
Wei Zhankui sneered, "This is actually quite simple to resolve.
Why don't you and your men strip down, Chief Chen? One look, and we'll know for sure."
"Besides, we're all men here. You don't have to worry about anyone taking advantage of you."
The shop hands and apprentices roared with laughter.
Chen Song's face turned grim. "Wei Zhankui, you dare!"
"Me, dare? Chief Chen, are you the one trying to throw your weight around?"
Wei Zhankui sneered. "Then you've picked the wrong place to do it. Let me be clear: that Divine Weapon was a birthday gift for the patriarch of the Hu Mansion in the Inner City.
