Sitting on a bench on the streets of London, the entire street was occupied by only Ning Fan and Teng Yun Gesang.
Ning Fan clicked his tongue incessantly at Teng Yun Gesang's confidence; he was just speaking casually after all,
And as for what Teng Yun Gesang said, he didn't believe a word of it.
"You've only seen the tip of the iceberg of the world. With your current vision, wanting to step into the real world and become the one in control will still require a lot of time and experience; you might even fail in the end. Instead of taking so many detours, why not take the shortcut I'm offering you?"
Seeing Ning Fan's lack of interest, Teng Yun Gesang wasn't angry; he kept on trying to entice Ning Fan into taking interest in their Umbrella.
"Anyone can talk big, I know how to blow my own trumpet too."
Ning Fan retorted; Teng Yun Gesang couldn't help but laugh, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.
