Twenty minutes later, Fang Weiming and Aiai exchanged a profoundly bitter glance.
In the past twenty minutes, they had asked many people and learned a lot about Hu Xiaobei from their mouths.
This detailed understanding shocked them immensely...
Fang Weiming sighed bitterly and said with a face full of regret and misery, "Before, I thought Hu Xiaobei was just a clown jumping around in front of me. Now it seems, I'm the clown here. No! In front of Hu Xiaobei, I don't even have the qualifications to be a clown."
The difference is like night and day...
After realizing the vast gulf between himself and Hu Xiaobei, he completely lost the courage to compare himself to Hu Xiaobei.
Because the difference is truly immense...
Feeling Fang Weiming's bitterness, Aiai sneered continuously, "You just realized! Before, it was clear that he didn't even want to stoop to your level, and you, on the other hand, had to act like a big shot. Now that you've failed, are you happy?"
