Seeing Chen Yang ask about the origin of the table, Zhu Shuang knew Chen Yang was putting him on the spot, and he was inwardly cursing up a storm.
He had indeed appeared very learned just now, but that was all pre-memorized knowledge; now being asked to determine the table's origin, he was clueless and had no idea about its background.
However, seeing Xiao Yun and Liu Zhiling's gazes turn towards him, he was unwilling to show weakness.
After all, he wanted to impress both of these beautiful women; showing weakness would be too embarrassing.
This bluff, even if bleeding, had to be maintained.
"Since that's the case, then let me take a look."
Zhu Shuang walked up to the table, putting on a show of examining it closely, then touched it with his hand, his manner couldn't be more professional if he tried.
Then, he squatted down and looked underneath the table.
