Bai Xiaosheng smiled and shrugged his shoulders, as if, indeed, he had nothing to say.
"I suppose you've got nothing to say!"
"Your draft doesn't appeal to the Master!"
"And you, the Master wouldn't like you either!"
The ecstasy and excitement in Li Mingtong's heart were practically bursting at the seams, almost betraying his facade.
A tacky and vulgar barrier had destroyed Bai Xiaosheng's first impression—utter genius!
Li Mingtong could scarcely resist praising himself.
Even if Bai Xiaosheng was cunning, after all, he was just a greenhorn, yet to grow a full beard—what makes him think he can compete with me!
"You, you're way out of your league!"
Li Mingtong now felt like he was the ultimate victor!
What he needed to do now was to widen his advantage, dig the pit deeper, and make Bai Xiaosheng fall into it, never to climb out again!
Everything was just too perfect!
