“Weird.” Barley turned his head back to the screen.“Now switch it back to my precious grandsons. I have to watch what they are doing,” Mr. Long said, and Barley’s head snapped back to him.“I am your real grandson, old man!” Barley yelled. “You don’t even let me call you grandpa but call them your grandsons when you don’t identify me as one.”“That’s because I don’t need a useless grandson.”“Hmph.” Barley scoffed. “Your picked grandsons are going to embarrass you, just wait.”“I hope you have ten million?” Mr. Long asked with a smirk. “Don’t use my credit card when paying me.”“I won’t.”Mr. Long grinned. "Of course you would."In the audience, Seth dug his hand into the bowl of popcorn to see that it was empty.He grunted before tossing the bowl. It fell over, passed over, and crashed against a man's head with a little thud before flipping over and landing on the floor.“Tsk!” Seth turned his head away as soon as the man glanced up to see who had dropped the bowl on his head.The m
The man who had roared was none other than Yama. His loud voice drew the attention of almost everyone in the audience and the important members of the antique community.Mr. Kim didn’t bother looking at Yama; after all, he had expected this to happen.Although Perseus had shown his skill to him once, he couldn’t get over the fact that Perseus was that fast in identifying antiques.What he had told Perseus about using him to prove to Yama that he was skilled was all bullshit. That reason was part of it, but the main reason he had asked Perseus to participate was that he wanted to test and see Perseus' skill.Now, he was sure that he made the right choice in getting his granddaughter engaged to Perseus. All he had to do now was plan an engagement party and try to add Eris as well.“I said stop that bastard!!” Yama’s loud voice brought Mr. Kim back to reality. “He is bad at picking antiques, and there was no way he could have identified them!”“Someone must have told him the things in th
Mr. Long wanted to tease Barley even further, but there were important things to do. He glanced at the screen; Perseus and Tobias were still looking at the door.“Switch the camera to the others,” Mr. Long said. “The stuff in the bonus room isn't meant to be seen, and there are no cameras there.”Barley nodded. “Yes, Grandpa.”Mr. Long smacked him across the head. “It isn’t Grandpa; it is Mr. Long for you.”Anger flashed in Barley’s eyes. “Yes… yes, Mr. Long.”Switching the screen, Barley split it into the number of teams in the contest. Some were in the second stage, others in the third stage.Yama's grandsons were in the fourth stage. Barley felt stupid for having compared those worms to Perseus. Not wanting to watch the others, he picked up a laptop that showed Yama and the others and began watching.Back in the audience, Yama’s smirk was still in place as the audience supported him.“Is that the evidence you have?” Seth spoke up, drawing all attention to him.Mr. Kim’s frown deepe
“No way!” Tobias grumbled. “What we pick in the bonus room will belong to us and not anyone else.”Perseus' brows furrowed; he wasn’t expecting that.“We can pick anything we want, no matter the price or number. We can decide to take everything in the bonus room too, but who would be so greedy to do that?”Perseus tilted his head to the side. He would be able to get antiques worth a lot, and since the room hasn't been explored for 60 years, he would be able to find one.[Right,] Iris muttered. [There are antiques there that are worth millions of dollars.]“Let’s go in.”Perseus headed for the door, and it opened almost immediately. The room was so dark that he and Tobias couldn’t see what was inside from outside.“Walk into the door and let it close,” the robotic voice said.Perseus stepped through the door, and Tobias did the same. The creaking sound of the door made Tobias flinch, and he glanced back to see the door slam shut.Tobias immediately panicked. “Are there other ways to le
He would surely win the contest, not that man that Mr. Kim chose.“The Tristans are out first,” Barley announced, distaste in his mouth. “Now that you three are here, there is a mic there for you to tell us what you did as the first person.”Yama’s proud smile increased further. He turned his head to look at Mr. Kim, their eyes met, and he smirked at Mr. Kim.Mr. Kim turned his gaze away. Yama wasn’t trying to hide that he didn’t like Mr. Kim, especially now that he was overwhelmed by his grandsons being first.“They are first,” the old man with a long beard muttered. “I thought Perseus was going to be first since they were done before Tristan’s.”“Are they still in the bonus room?” another asked.“Perhaps they are still in the bonus room or having difficulties, I suppose.”“Being first doesn’t mean they will win,” one with a shiny head added.Mr. Kim didn’t bother saying anything to them; he just watched Yama’s grandsons and Kelses.With identical grins on their faces, Tristan reache
“How dare he speak to me like that?” Tristan yelled, his brows twitching in anger, a thin line spreading across his forehead as he knocked a vase off the table next to him.They were in a room given to the contestants, one room for each team.Kelses was lying on a bed on his back, glancing at the ceiling. He was not ready to pay attention to Tristan throwing one of his tantrums.“What are you bothered about?” Scott questioned a sly smile appearing on his face. “I see no reason why we have to be bothered about him getting the bonus room. That just proves that we underestimated him and that Grandpa was wrong.”The cousins had opposite expressions on their faces that differed from the ones they displayed to the public.Scott, who had always acted tough in public, had a calm smile on his face, while his cousin, who always smiled, had a deep frown.Hearing what Scott just said, Tristan’s gaze snapped to his cousin. “What the hell did you just say?!” he bellowed, dashing towards Scott and g
Tobias glanced at the door as Perseus walked back in. “Aren’t you going out anymore? I thought you wanted to get something.”“Not anymore,” Perseus replied, shaking his head. “And why aren’t you asleep yet?”Tobias tilted his head to the side. “I didn’t feel like it.”Perseus walked further into the room, and it was then that Scott came into view. There was a thin smile on Scott's face, and he waved at Tobias as soon as their eyes met.“What is he doing here?” Tobias demanded, his eyes widening in surprise as he pointed his finger at Scott. “Why did you let him in?”There was a slight look of resentment in Tobias’s eyes as he glanced at Scott.“He is injured,” Perseus answered, shrugging it off like it wasn’t a big deal. “I can’t let him go if he is bleeding. You wouldn’t want to let him bleed to death, would you?”Tobias noticed the blood dripping from Scott’s nose and shook his head. “Watch him bleed? Not my problem, that's just not my problem.”“Well, it will be yours sooner or lat
“So, why are you here?” Tobias questioned, still not giving up.“Like he said, he invited me in, and I wouldn’t try to hurt you both,” Scott grumbled. “Besides, I got this injury because I asked him not to try to do anything to you both.”Tobias' eyes widened in shock, but he managed to hide his surprise. He wasn’t going to fall for what Scott had to say.“Are you telling us this and betraying your cousin?” Perseus questioned.Scott shook his head. “This isn’t betrayal! He should know that he wouldn't win all the time. I am both angry and concerned.”Perseus cocked his head to the side. “What would he do to you if he knew you were here?”“Perhaps another punch,” Scott replied, not hiding the fact that he was punched by his cousin.From the tone of his voice, Perseus was sure that it must be a regular thing for Scott to be punched by Tristan.“Do you often get punched by your cousin?” Tobias questioned.Scott shook his head. “Don’t ask me that.”There was silence between them for a whi