"I will be waiting for the guqin, Auntie Makiko," Akira said with a cold but smug face.
Makiko looked at the face that seemed like one of a sweet angel. However, she had seen her true colours when she was on stage. As an industry senior, she could understand the intricacies of violin performance. The girl was intent on targeting and suppressing her with that playing.
"You…" She started with anger.
Even though Akira had proven to be a tough opponent, she was still her aunt. In what world could the insolent girl behave so casually?
"Do you not admit defeat? You can bring an appraiser to the house while dropping off my guqin. But make sure they are insured. Any accident could be a bit costly." Akira did not allow her to finish whatever insult she had.
Makiko did not know how to respond. She was only half-convinced that Akira's violin was a genuine Stradivarius. Moreover, she did have some thoughts about playing a few tricks if it was an authentic article.
