As soon as these words were uttered, everyone was stunned.
Talking like that in front of a fashion master—wasn't that suicidal?
Honestly, countless people in the fashion world idolized Master Tom's hairstyle and had deliberately copied it. Now, for someone to call Tom's hair ugly—that person must be sick.
The speaker had instantly become everyone's enemy.
And when everyone saw who the speaker was, their sneers grew even more pronounced. It was indeed a foolish person.
The speaker was Tang Zhong, who was now looking at Tom with a grin.
Mike was the first to stand up and scold Tang Zhong, "You fool, what nonsense are you spouting? The master's hair is the epitome of fashion, and you understand nothing!"
"Exactly … Didn't you even ask around, how much people worship the master's hairstyle? Look at me, I'm bald now, but if I had hair, I'd definitely wear the master's style!" said the effeminate fat man.
