Within the colorful panorama of fervor and anticipation that swathed the tent, there lingered an individual grappling with the challenge of breathing in the thrilling atmosphere. This person, amidst the pulsating energy and heightened spirits, struggled to fully partake in the invigorating essence of the unfolding excitement. That person was Antonio, the purveyor of chaos, whose impulsive actions had inadvertently orchestrated an impromptu identification amidst the grand inauguration ceremony of Valerie's mega-project. While the atmosphere buzzed with energy and fervor, Antonio stood as a contrasting figure, grappling with the consequences of his own disruptive choices, his presence a discordant note in the symphony of the unfolding events.A creeping tension began to tighten Antonio's body as the antique experts delved into the intricacies of the pottery's origin, stealing the spotlight. With each revelation, his once-relaxed frame succumbed to a gradual stiffness. Antonio's comp
"Everyone here recognizes who Dustin Nicholson is. If Mr. John is the antique tycoon of this country, Dustin is the antique tycoon of the international scene. If you were to compare Mr. John and Dustin, it would be like earth and sky."Antonio's words cut through the air, carrying a weight that demanded attention. He sought to draw a stark contrast, emphasizing the immense stature of Dustin Nicholson on the global stage, creating a comparison that likened Mr. John to the local earth while elevating Dustin to the vast expanse of the international sky.If you were to compare Mr. John and Dustin, it would be like earth and sky.Antonio continued, emphasizing Dustin's unparalleled reputation, "Dustin has a status that makes him the Godfather of his field. Even if asked, Mr. John and all other antique experts would bow low before Dustin. If the lion is the king of the jungle, then Dustin is the king of antiques, and anyone would want to learn from Dustin.""Dustin Nicholson is no amateur.
Antonio positioned himself in front of Benjamin, exuding confidence. His head held high, hands neatly folded across his chest, and an unwavering smile painted across his persistently irritating face. The air of assurance he projected suggested that, despite the recent setbacks, Antonio was ready to face whatever repercussions his actions might bring.Satisfied, the man believed he had discovered a middle ground, a delicate balance between reality and falsehood. It seemed like he had unearthed a solution that could bring an end to the conspiracy without necessitating the sacrifice of the Bennett family's pride."Ben, I feel something is wrong," Valerie said softly so that only Benjamin could hear her. "Antonio's behavior this time is unusual. It's like he has something to hide."While Benjamin concurred with Valerie's perspective, he opted for silence until concrete evidence dispelled his suspicions. How could he not harbor doubt? Antonio, having been unequivocally proven wrong, should
A profound stillness draped the tent, the subdued echoes of breath lingering densely in the atmosphere. The utterance from Dustin Nicholson reverberated not just within Benjamin, Valerie, and the assembled attendees, but also resonated among the connoisseurs of vintage artifacts. This unforeseen disclosure shattered the meticulously crafted storyline, ensnaring everyone in a shared instance of bewildering amazement.Dustin's declaration unquestionably inflicted a blow upon the dignity of more than a hundred assembled antique experts.Doubts crept into their minds, casting shadows on their integrity, as they pondered whether their assessment of the pottery's authenticity stemmed from a genuine ability to discern antiques or if it was influenced by biased judgment swayed by Mr. John's proclamation about its Qing Dynasty origins. Dustin's revelation sparked internal turmoil and stirred a captivating intrigue within the realm of antiques."Did everyone catch that? Benjamin's been exaggera
Amidst a tempest of jeers and reproaches, Antonio found himself standing, his arrogance dissipating into the collective disdain of the crowd. Scanning the surroundings, his visage, once brimming with pride, now bore the weight of insults and scorn. The man who had earlier carried himself with lofty assurance now bowed his head deeply, the mockery raining down upon him.Reporters continued to shoot live videos, creating new notoriety, and exposing Antonio's unethical behavior from the Bennett family. For every bad thing done, there is a price to pay. And being publicly humiliated is one way to make a proud man like Antonio feel deterred."The fact that the son of the Bennett family could commit such a despicable act was truly unforeseen. Their family has always maintained such an impeccable reputation; it's almost flawless!" remarked one guest."Perhaps the head of the Bennett family was engrossed in work, neglecting attention to his son. No wonder his son turned out to be someone with
"Congratulations on this monumental project, Miss Morgan. Your success is truly astounding."Valerie responded to the couple's congratulations with a sweet smile. "Thank you, sir, madam. This success would not have been possible if I had never learned from my predecessors who were much more successful than me," Valerie replies. Success does not necessarily make Valerie arrogant. In fact, she was still humble.After eating the snacks and drinks provided at the event, Valerie invited Benjamin to greet some of the guests. It would be rude if they went straight home without greeting the people who had given Valerie moral support by coming to the brick-laying ceremony. Not only Valerie, but Benjamin was also praised by people."Young man, I am very impressed with your ability to recognize antiques even from a distance. You have a great talent.""Yes. Even antique experts need to use full equipment to identify the pottery. But, you recognized it so easily."Benjamin smiled awkwardly. "I do
Balancing the pottery delicately on the palm of his hand, Benjamin shut his eyes.Now, he endeavored to breach the barrier gate that hindered his mind's spiritual energy from delving into the spatial realm within the pottery.Through Benjamin's spiritual sight, a colossal gate, one kilometer in width and three hundred meters in height, stood imposingly before him. As a brisk wind, laden with sand and whispers of emptiness, swept in from his right, Benjamin couldn't shake the sensation of insignificance in the face of this expansive and boundless spatial expanse within the pottery.Squinting against the abrasive wind, Benjamin mumbled with an odd sense, "This gate is colossal. Even if I were to expend every ounce of qi energy in my body until my last breath, I doubt I could budge it an inch."As Benjamin concluded his words, a sudden burst of brilliant light pierced through the dense clouds, casting a warm glow upon the young man. Benjamin gazed upward in curiosity, only to be stunned
Upon hearing this, Benjamin choked on his saliva. He gazed at the fairy in disbelief, then stammered as he asked, "You're right, but does it genuinely impact the quality of my Yin Qi? I mean... I've kissed women, but I've never engaged in sexual intercourse with them!"The fairy maintained a flat expression on her face, sinlessly stating, "In human life, men and women are created with two dominant energies that oppose each other. Men have dominant Yang Qi, while women have dominant Yin Qi. You, as a man, have pure and abundant Yang Qi in your dantian, but your Yin Qi will never be perfect until you unite with one or more women."Taking a deep breath, the fairy continued, "Regrettably, until your Yang Qi and Yin Qi achieve perfect equilibrium, unlocking this substantial gate will remain a dream deferred for you."A numbness spread across Benjamin's face."You must engage in sexual intercourse with a woman or more. In fact, the more women you consume, the better," the fairy said patient