Old master Zhao was furious. His face was livid as he stepped forward and gave Zhao Xi a tight slap.
Zhao Xi was completely stunned by this slap.
He covered his face and looked at old master Zhao in a daze. "Grandpa, Zhenzhen"
"Are you done? How many more times do you want me to make a fool of myself? "What an idiot who can't do anything right!" Old master Zhao angrily scolded.
Zhao Xi was completely listless. His head drooped, his legs went soft, and he sat on the ground.
This farce could be said to be wonderful.
The surrounding onlookers were having a great time watching.
Especially those who didn't like Zhao's antique shop, they were going crazy with joy.
He really deserved it, Yingluo.
This time, he had encountered a tough one. He had finally learned his lesson, right?
Look at them, would they still dare to be so arrogant in the future?
Wen Cheng, on the other hand, was in a daze from the beginning to the end, her head spinning.
