Stupid doormat, this young master wouldn't even care for it!
As soon as Bai Fei finished speaking, Davis responded as if he had rehearsed his lines:
"Ignorant Easterners. This isn't something you can just buy at a marketplace. It's woven with the ancient technique passed down by the Hera clan, and only our country's royal family and grand cathedral have the privilege to use carpets woven by the Hera clan."
Hera clan?
Bai Fei asked, somewhat incredulously, "Are you talking about Hera, the wife of Zeus in your country's myths, the one who oversees marriage?"
Davis, with haughty arrogance, lifted his chin: "Please refer to her as the Goddess Hera."
Bai Fei's lips twitched several times.
Damn, imitating our reverence for ancestors?
He was about to organize his retort when Gu Shiyin suddenly spoke up, her tone full of exaggerated delight:
