chapter 95 Swaggering

Clang! Shirley's arm trembled, and the ceramic teapot she had just picked up shattered on the ground, breaking into pieces. "Master Andrew, that joke wasn't very funny." Her voice trembled, and her eyes widened immensely. "Do you think I am the kind of person who likes to joke around with people?" Andrew coldly huffed. Shirley felt a sudden tingling in her scalp and immediately locked her gaze on Martin. "Is this gentleman really a special grade appraiser? Impossible... A special grade appraiser...