The temple, which had been especially quiet, suddenly boiled over because of this man's words.
Gu Jiangnian held Muwan close, giving people an extra look.
To argue with him would be beneath his dignity.
If he didn't argue, the man's open rebuke was hard to bear.
Besides, it was aimed at his wife, which was even more unbearable.
"The road is wide enough for us to go our separate ways, but you charged at me at a forty-five-degree angle. What, are you here today to beg for eyeballs?" Gu Jiangnian looked at the man with cold eyes and a chilly voice, suppressing his anger as he discarded the demeanor of the city's richest man.
"What, I'm here to beg for eyeballs, and you have extras? Can you give them to me?" The man was clearly skilled himself, exuding an air of arrogance honed on the streets.
He had a way with words and could take any insult in stride.
