Mary's words had undoubtedly ruffled everyone present.
Being told by a foreign girl from a tiny country that their own nation lacked a world-class precious flower was an insult no conscientious person could bear.
At that moment, the crowd's expressions varied widely.
Some were angry, some disheartened, and others racked their brains for a rebuttal to Mary.
"Miss Mary, I think you spoke a bit too soon,"
Wu Xiaoshan's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of worry over Mary's words.
Mary, seeing him still able to smile, was puzzled.
"What do you mean, am I wrong?"
"Do you still remember our bet?"
Wu Xiaoshan gave a slight smile, revisiting the old subject.
Of course, Mary had not forgotten and nodded without hesitation.
At once, all those present were taken aback.
"What's the background of this kid? I get that he knows Mary, but what's this bet about?"
"He looks somewhat familiar, but I just can't place him."
