Xu Cheng's statement made the customs officers nervous. 'He speaks French? Could he be telling the truth?'
Soon, the commotion drew the attention of many onlookers.
Boss Yu wore a grim expression, remaining silent with his hands clasped behind his back. In Yu the Elder's presence, the representative from Country F began to lodge a fierce complaint against the customs staff.
The representative kept glancing over at Yu the Elder. Seeing him remain unmoved, he had no choice but to make his performance more convincing. He gestured more emphatically and spoke with a sharper tone, causing the customs officers' expressions to sour.
"Hey—we didn't say anything! You're going too far."
"Please leave our work area. I don't care who he is, he has no right to evade a customs inspection. This is our job."
The two customs officers spoke with righteous indignation. In truth, they weren't wrong, but their methods were poor.
