Having lived a great many years, to be toyed with by some greenhorn whose whiskers had barely sprouted, True Master Tianzhu's annoyance was, as one could imagine, considerable.
Well, to be fair, Ye Zhen's whiskers should be considered fully grown, with a tuft of black stubble at least—albeit still somewhat soft.
What truly made True Master Tianzhu feel like he couldn't show his face was that he had been played in public under the broad daylight. After all, he was rather well-known in the Phantom Divine Empire; many old acquaintances were present today.
Especially when these old acquaintances emitted a 'heh heh' of subdued laughter upon witnessing True Master Tianzhu being fooled, his fury intensified even more.
While True Master Tianzhu was feeling the sting to his pride, Wen Tianyu was pained by the hemorrhage of his wealth.
