Despite the polite conversation between Wei Jin and Shen Cong, the people in the shop could clearly sense the tension.
Everyone else felt sour.
What's happening now?
Where did these three come from?
Now, a prince and a viscount are competing for them?
Are the prince and the Viscount blind? What's so special about these three?
Look at me, look at me.
I'm more talented and better looking than them!
However, these people were poking their heads around, to no avail!
As for Hu Zhonghua and his companions, they were both horrified and dazed. Had they had such good luck today?
Wei Jin sneers, "Viscount Shen, you want to compete with me?"
Shen Cong looked mild and polite, "Far from it, but it did happen that I saw these three scholars first. With your respected status, you should encounter many more talents. I beg you not to judge me for taking interest in them."
