Supremely Talented Tyrant

Situ Junyan's face turned ashen, he now regretted agreeing to Hao Jian's request.

If he had known it would end like this, he wouldn't have competed with him in the first place, because at least that way, he would still have held the identity of Abel White's apprentice and could have continued to rake in money by banking on Abel White's name.

But now, he had nothing left.

After speaking, Abel White simply ended the call, leaving Situ Junyan in a state of utter desolation.

"Ready to kneel now?" Hao Jian looked at Situ Junyan with a smirk and said.

"I kneel your mom!" Situ Junyan roared furiously and charged at Hao Jian with a fierce expression, throwing a punch at Hao Jian's face.

It was all because of Hao Jian that his relationship with Abel White had been severed; he blamed everything on Hao Jian.

Seeing Situ Junyan coming at him, Hao Jian scoffed disdainfully and swung a heavy slap over, spinning Situ Junyan around, leaving him collapsed and dazed on the ground.

"You can't beat me in porcelain, you can't out-argue me, and you still can't beat me in a fight, so what use is a piece of trash like you?"

With a sigh, Hao Jian heaped extreme humiliation upon Situ Junyan.

This time, Tang Liya did not speak up again because Situ Junyan was no longer worth her defense.

She had originally planned to make a hefty sum by leveraging Situ Junyan's status as Abel White's apprentice, but that was clearly out of the question now.

At this moment, Tang Liya was also very angry, having invested so much money in Situ Junyan for promotion, which now seemed to have gone down the drain.

Hao Jian paid no mind to the stupefied Situ Junyan and walked straight to the roulette wheel, disassembling it.

Seeing this, Tang Liya and Situ Junyan's expressions dramatically changed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please look, every piece of paper here reads either 'Black Pottery' or 'Bell.' This Situ Junyan knew beforehand that Zhang Deqi was least skilled in these two pottery techniques, so he deliberately set up this plot to trap him. If it were truly a contest of pottery, Zhang Deqi would be streets ahead of Situ Junyan.

Today, I originally had no intention of intervening, but Situ Junyan's bullying has gone too far. Zhang Deqi was his former master, and it would have been one thing if he did not show him the proper respect, but the first thing he did after returning to the country was to sabotage his master's reputation. Such a person is simply scum!" Hao Jian argued righteously.

"Scum! Go to hell!"

"Trash! Fraud! Get out of Huaxia, you don't deserve to be called a Huaxia person!"

"An ingrate dog, go lick those foreign devils' *****!"

Upon hearing this, the guests below became agitated, realizing they had been deceived by Situ Junyan. They tore their business cards into pieces, and threw anything they could get their hands on at Situ Junyan.

Some even hurled their cellphones, hitting Situ Junyan until he was bleeding from his head.

"Liya, save me. Save me," Situ Junyan, dizzy and disoriented, instinctively crawled toward Tang Liya.

But Tang Liya naturally took a step back and looked at Situ Junyan with cold indifference:

"Your plan did not achieve the expected results, and I did not receive the return I anticipated. I am very disappointed in you, I think it's time we ended this."

With those words, Tang Liya turned and left, as though sweeping away her robes without taking a single cloud with her.

Situ Junyan was completely stunned, seemingly not expecting Tang Liya to be so heartless.

Hao Jian clicked his tongue in surprise, his face full of amused smiles, "You really did pick a good woman, didn't you?"

Obviously, this was no compliment, and Situ Junyan knew it.

So he glared at Hao Jian filled with hate: "It's all because of you, you turned me into what I am now."

"Hey, you can't say it like that. If you hadn't insulted me first, how would I have set you up? This is called karma, you know?"

Hao Jian laughed as he bent down, eyeing Situ Junyan with interest, "How did Qin Bing ever fall for someone like you?"

Situ Junyan was stunned because that was precisely what he had just used to insult Hao Jian.

Now he suddenly found his own words laughable. He had looked down on Hao Jian, but Hao Jian hadn't even considered him worthy of notice, able to strip him of everything with just one sentence.

"I beg you, I know I was wrong. Can you get Abel White to forgive me? I'll do whatever you ask!" Situ Junyan clasped Hao Jian's trouser legs, pleading pitifully.

"Doesn't he look just like a dog?" Hao Jian turned to the crowd.

"Yes!" The crowd answered in unison.

And Qin Bing was shaking her head and sighing, filled with disappointment. She also hadn't expected that she could ever be attracted to such a person.

"For wealth and fame, you really are willing to discard even your dignity."

Hao Jian patted Situ Junyan's shoulder and said, "I admire your shamelessness, but I still have to decline your proposal."

Hao Jian pulled back his trouser legs, looking coldly at Situ Junyan:

"Get out of Huaxia. You're not welcome here. If I find out you're still in Huaxia tomorrow, I will show you what it really means to have nothing. Don't take my word for it. The power I hold in Hua City is beyond your imagination."

Under Hao Jian's gaze, Situ Junyan was trembling all over, staring at Hao Jian with extreme unease.
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"That's all." Hao Jian waved his hand dismissively, carrying his Blue and White Porcelain, and left the stage.

"Mr. Hao Jian, your Blue and White Porcelain."

Old Mr. Sun Hong approached with a smiling face, his eyes flickering with greed as he appraised Hao Jian's Blue and White Porcelain, his covetous desire clearly visible.

"I bid four million!"

"I bid five million!"

"Five and a half million."

"Seven million."

Seeing their opportunity, the guests began to call out their bids, each wanting to purchase Hao Jian's Blue and White Porcelain. For all they knew, it might become a priceless heirloom in the future.

The day was supposed to showcase Situ Junyan's art exhibition, but now it seemed to have turned into Hao Jian's personal show.

"Sorry, but I'm not selling this Blue and White Porcelain to anyone. I only intend to gift it to a friend," Hao Jian said, smiling at everyone.

"Give it to a friend? Isn't that a bit extravagant?"

"Exactly, I've offered nine million. That's not a low price at all!"

The guests were wailing, thinking Hao Jian was deliberately driving up the price.

But Hao Jian just smiled, ignoring them, and walked over to Zhang Deqi and the others, then handed the Blue and White Porcelain to Qin Bing:

"Here, I'm giving this to you, hoping you'll finally get over your heartbreak."

Seeing Hao Jian bestow such a valuable item on a beautiful woman, everyone understood what was going on, and their faces showed knowing smiles.

The saying that heroes have a weakness for the charms of a beautiful woman has never been more true.

"I can't accept this, it's too expensive," Qin Bing's head shook vigorously, her mind recoiling at the thought of accepting something that could sell for nearly ten million.