"Great-uncle really thinks I'm a fool?!" Song Jiyun sneered, "You lose the bet and kowtow to me three times, then let others accuse me of disrespecting my elders; I lose and hand over the kiln factory to you, giving you a chunk of family wealth for nothing. Could there really be such a good deal in the world?"
Song Daliang still cared about face in front of Eunuch Wan.
He was instantly red-faced and embarrassed.
He felt confident about the bet and never intended to take advantage of Song Jiyun. It was just one thing leading to another until they arrived at this point.
However, Song Jiyun's words had stirred something in him, and greed started to grow.
If he could seize this opportunity to take over the Song Family Kiln Factory...
He couldn't help but point at Song Jiyun and say, "What would you like to do?"
