Hearing the question, Song Wancheng looked at Lin Xiang as if trying to see into her talismans.
A moment later, he sighed and spoke.
"More than three thousand. Possibly more than three thousand and five hundred."
"You have a lot of confidence in her." Shen Xu smiled and Song Wancheng snorted.
"What about you? I don't even dare to ask you to speculate on your brother Yuan for fear I will hear something outrageous."
"What are you talking about?" Shen Xu frowned and soon continued.
"I am biased towards brother Yuan but I am still rational."
"Is that so?" Song Wancheng asked but didn't believe.
"What rational estimate do you have for your brother Yuan's score?"
"At least ten thousand." Shen Xu proudly declared and Song Wancheng rolled his eyes.
'What did I expect? Why would I expect a rational answer from this guy?' Song Wancheng thought in self-mockery.
After mocking himself, he began to mock Shen Xu.
