"Xiao Zhou, it seems like you're indeed more outstanding than many of your peers, but sorry, if it's just average wealth..."
"Auntie, that's quite a coincidence because I'm not just averagely rich."
"You..."
Being interrupted for the third time, Yan Baiqiu was finally so angry that her body was shaking. She couldn't help but sneer: "Oh? Then Auntie would like to hear how you're not average."
"Actually, Auntie, you only need to ask around a bit in the circle, and you'll know. Recently in Beidou, my reputation should be quite significant."
"You're like a Dragon Lord yawning, such big talk..."
Before the extremely angry yet laughing Yan Baiqiu could say anything, suddenly there was a commotion outside the main hall door, and then Xia Xiwei's aunt, Yan Siyun, poked her head in. Her gaze swept over Zhou Wang curiously, and then she hurriedly said:
"Sister, sorry to interrupt, but... just now the booth called, Jiang Minghao should be here."
