"I think you should really consider this, if you defeat me, you'll rightfully be the foremost amongst the younger generation on Antique Street."
Xue Yingjie was somewhat unwilling to give up and continued to persuade.
"And then what?"
Tang Feng savored his tea, not taking the matter seriously at all.
"Then your fame will grow even bigger, and more people will come to you for appraisals, and you'll make even more money. Don't you want to earn more?" Xue Yingjie believed this was a given, why didn't this guy care at all?
"Hmm, actually, I'm already quite wealthy? Did you see that Ferrari F8 outside? That's my car. I'm so rich that I'm an appraiser entirely for the fun of it."
Tang Feng had no concept of modesty as he boasted with an indifferent tone.
Xue Yingjie's cheeks twitched, and he felt an urge to hit someone.
Isn't this just too damn Versailles?
