The moment Zhou Shijie said those words, Yang Shuxin was so angered he felt smoke billowing up his head. But for the sake of his Nine Dragon Sculpture, he endured on and did not toss his phone away.
Even so, he breathed heavily before he spoke, "Fine, Zhou Shijie. Are you looking down on ice sculptors? I need to show you our magnificence."
"Hah, I know nothing of ice sculpting. It's not like I look down on ice sculpting, but I don't think you will be successful," Zhou Shijie said with a flat tone.
"Hmph. Just you wait and see. Next time, don't beg me when you need ice bowl or something else sculpted," Yang Shuxin said coldly.
"It's fine. You mentioned that Little Yuan is very good in ice sculpting, right? We are living close to each other," Zhou Shijie said with a beaming smile.
