Ozawa Ichiro's expression turned ugly, and had it not been for the fact that Ye Qiu was a stone appraisal expert, he would have immediately erupted with the anger in his heart.
Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.
Ozawa Ichiro's face remained unsightly, but he managed to squeeze out a faint smile, and with an overly courteous demeanor, he said, "I think there might be some misunderstanding..."
Ye Qiu glanced indifferently at Ozawa Ichiro and repeated the same words, "Scram!"
He had no fond feelings for the people of the island nation, as they had always eyed China with covetous intentions – a small nation with grand ambitions to occupy the vast land of China. Even after hundreds of years, the ambition in the hearts of the islanders had not dissipated.
Moreover, he had just had some insight in his cultivation only to be interrupted by Ozawa Ichiro. How could Ye Qiu's heart not be filled with anger?
