What should a fake aristocrat do when he happened to find himself among several descendants of officials?
Show off and slap their faces?
No, no, no. That was the approach of an invincible protagonist blessed with plot armor, who could court death however he pleased and never die.
What good would crushing them and taking first place in pure discourse do? Would it earn him a single coin?
As for making friends, Wang Yang had no such intention. His identity was fake, and he knew nothing about those two men's temperaments or backgrounds. He might expose himself before he even managed to make friends.
So the best approach was to hide his brilliance and bide his time, neither offending anyone nor getting too close to them. Better still if he could keep anyone from noticing him.
But that was practically impossible.
Including himself, there were only five people in all. With a handsome, talented member of the Langya Wang among them, how could he possibly go unnoticed?
Then he would reluctantly try to be a little more ordinary. Difficult though it was, he had to do his best.
Wang Yang consoled himself with utter shamelessness.
Seated opposite Wang Yang, Chen Qing Shan's cool, finely sculpted face showed a glimmer of realization. "I get it now."
Wang Yang blinked. "Get what?"
"That 'fashionable style' business... you're broke, aren't you?"
Oh, come on!
She was still thinking about that?
What a natural airhead!
That morning, Wang Yang had "educated" her on the concept of a "fashionable style" to brush aside the issue of his "counterfeit designer clothes." He had never expected it to take her this long to catch on!
"Me, broke?!" Wang Yang gave two dry chuckles.
After paying off the loan shark and splitting the proceeds equally with Black Han,