Yin Nan chimed in, "That's right! We Yan Chuan merchants all disagree! Go back to your Jingdong County. You think you can open a supermarket in Yan Chuan? No way!"

As he spoke, Yin Nan glanced behind him, his gaze landing on Song Baiyu's face, and said, "Boss Song, why don't you say a few words too!"

Song Baiyu, who was younger, stroked the jade pendant in his hand and said while sitting down, "Justice resides in the hearts of the people. If Boss Xiao insists on going his own way, then this path will surely lead nowhere."

Hearing Song Baiyu's lukewarm words, Yan Lü was furious. Suddenly, he remembered something, got up from the table, walked towards Zhao Cheng, and said loudly, "Young Prime Minister! I know you have a good relationship with Xiao Luomu, but you must distinguish between public and private matters and uphold justice for us Yan Chuan people! With the Eastern Chamber of Commerce doing this, we Yan Chuan merchants will have no way to survive!"

"Shut up!!!"

Zhao Cheng suddenly shouted, glanced at Wei You, and said, "Can't you see Lord Wei You here? Lord Wei is acting on behalf of the Emperor. How can you all make such a racket and put His Majesty in such a position?!"

Upon hearing this, Song Baiyu, who had been sitting, immediately rushed over and knelt down, saying, "I had no such intention. Please forgive me, Lord Wei!"

The merchants all knelt down, crying out in unison, "Please forgive us, Lord Wei!!!"

Wei You simply smiled, picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and didn't say anything more to them.

Zhao Cheng thought to himself that Wei You was indeed a clever person, no wonder he could get along so well in the palace. He stood up and said, "I didn't want to say anything, but you guys have come to me on your own initiative!"

"Look at the language you're using!"

"A Jingdong native? A Yanchuan native?"

"I hate this kind of regional discrimination the most!"

"Have you forgotten how Du Laihua fell from grace?"

"What? Jingdong and Yanchuan are two different countries?"

"Dear bosses, we are all citizens of Dajing, we are all people of Jing!"

Zhao Cheng clasped his hands in the direction of Chang Sui, his face devout, and solemnly said, "Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king; we only have one emperor!!"