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Facing Song Qianliang's roar, Tang Yi coldly smirked, "You think it's fake, but I say it's real!"
"Idiot!"
Song Qianliang couldn't stop sneering.
"As for whether or not Song Degong can recognize the real deal, that depends on his skill," Tang Yi said with a smile.
"Hmph!"
Song Qianliang clearly thought Tang Yi was just posturing, "Idiot, I'll be waiting for you at the Song Family Villa tonight!"
With that, he stormed off, unable to contain his anger.
Once Song Qianliang had left, Song Bingyun asked Tang Yi with suspicion, "Is the amulet really fake or not?"
She was completely puzzled too.
"You'll know tonight."
Tang Yi smiled gently, "Let's go home first."
At night, seven o'clock, Song Family Villa.
The villa was ablaze with lights, the doors wide open, and decorated with festive lanterns and streamers, lively beyond compare.
Handsome men and beautiful women, all decked in finery.
