After Shane came out to make peace, the other party did not show off his face and continued, "This is Duke Charlie's wedding scene. How did a viscount come in?"
Shane's face turned dark immediately, and he said in a somewhat tough tone, "I brought it in, what happened?"
Having said that, even if Shane stands up for Claire, the other party cannot just give in, otherwise if word gets out, he will be afraid of Shane.
"It's nothing, I just think that a viscount is not worthy of attending such a banquet."
Shane was about to say something to retaliate, but Claire stood up in advance, stretched out his hand to stop him, and whispered, "Forget it, don't argue like a child."
Then he turned to face the crowd and said, "You guys can play, I have to leave first."
Claire Just turned his head and walked a few steps, he heard the voice of the boy behind him again.
"Tch, it's time to leave a long time ago. He's just a border viscount. What qualifications does he have to attend this banquet?"
Claire's footsteps stopped. Although he has a good temper, he is not just at the mercy of others, not to mention that the other party is taking advantage of him and is completely targeting himself.
Then Claire turned around and asked with a smile, "Then what kind of people do you think are qualified to attend this banquet?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt the smell of cigarette smoke in the air.
The other party was speechless for a moment, then replied, "Why do you have to be like us?"
"What kind of people are you like?" Claire asked, pretending not to know.
"Hmph, I'm better than you anyway!"
Claire raised the corner of his mouth, showing a trace of ridicule, and said with a smile, "Better than me? In what way are you better than me?"
"You are stronger in every aspect!" The young man said stiffly.
"I am sixteen years old this year, High Mage. What qualifications do you have to say Magic Apprentice to me?"
"Uh..."
Before the other party could say anything, Claire continued to ask, "I have four or five industries under my command, and I receive an income of 500,000 to 600,000 yuan every month. How can you, a loser who can only ask your parents for money now, have the right to criticize me?"
Not just that boy, but all the boys present felt their faces were burning. Claire's words were like slaps on their faces.
"Besides, I am already a Viscount now, and you are just an heir who has not yet inherited the title. What qualifications do you have to say that I am not worthy of being a Viscount?"
Claire This series of slaps in the face made the other party's face and neck turn red.
"You, you, you!"
"I, I, I... what's wrong with me?" Claire spread his hands and said helplessly, "Am I not telling the truth? You are just not as good as me in every aspect."
Breaking the defense, Claire's words completely broke the opponent's defense. He was so angry that tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. He was still a boy of fifteen or sixteen, how could he bear such anger.
So he immediately took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and threw it towards Claire.
Shouted loudly, "I want to duel with you!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the white handkerchief broke into pieces and floated in the air.
Claire said calmly, "Are you sure? I still didn't hear what I just said clearly. Are you Magic Apprentice sure you want to challenge me?"
The scene fell into silence again, and the young man's expression was extremely rich now. He was so scared that he wanted to cry but didn't dare.
The sound of Claire using magic to crush the white handkerchief also attracted the attention of some people around him.
Within a few seconds, a lady ran over in panic, hugged the boy just now, and shouted, "Abel! What's wrong with you? Who bullied you?"
The young man shrank into his mother's arms, looked at Claire with some fear, and then looked at the lady with an aggrieved look. Claire curled his lips, "Oh, trouble is coming. If I had known about it, I wouldn't have come with these children."
"Whose child are you? Why are you so rude!" The lady stood up and asked with her hands on her hips.
"I am not someone's child, I am Claire."
"Mother, he is just a border viscount." The young man complained immediately. Now that he had a backer, he was no longer afraid of Claire.
"Border Viscount?" The lady got a lot of information from these four words, and a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes. It was not that the nobles of the royal capital looked down on the border nobles, but that they directly looked down on all the nobles who were not from the royal capital. The discrimination against the border nobles was more serious.
The lady looked arrogant and said, "Today is Duke Charlie's wedding banquet. I don't want to worry about it so much. You can apologize and forget about it after you apologize."
Claire looked over with confusion on his face, "What are you apologizing for? I didn't do anything wrong. If I really want to apologize, it should be your child who apologizes to me."
"You kid!" The lady's breasts rose and fell in anger.
Shane saw what was going on and immediately stood up, "Lady Amy, Claire are our Ansier Family's friends, give me some face, let's forget about it like this. When our Tulip Shop's new product is put on the shelves another day, I will personally give you one. What do you think?"
The lady glanced at Shane contemptuously, "Can you represent you Ansier Family now? If you want me to give you face, you are not qualified. Your father is more than enough!"
After hearing what the other party said, Xia En could only respond with a wry smile. His family was not much weaker than his own, and she was also the wife of the current head of the family. In terms of status, she was much higher than him. He, the third young master of the Ans Ayer family, was nothing in the eyes of the other party, and he could not sell himself out.
He could only look at Claire with a look of helplessness: It's over, there's nothing he can do.
"What if I don't?" Claire said calmly.
Shane's heart tightened, and he clasped Claire's arm with his hand, and whispered, "Don't rush to argue with her. I'll call my father over. He appreciates you very much."
"Hmph, can you afford the consequences?" The noble lady glanced at Claire provocatively and chuckled, "You are a border noble. Believe it or not, I can block all the industries in your territory with just one sentence. Don't even think about selling anything, and don't even think about buying anything from outside."
Not to mention, these top nobles really have such ability, and it is simple to block a small border noble.
However, Claire didn't react at all after hearing it. He even picked out his ears leisurely, as if he thought the other party's words fell on deaf ears.
Seeing Claire's indifferent expression, the lady became furious and shouted loudly, "Don't you think I'm lying to you? I, Amy, always do what I say! Apologize to me immediately!"
Claire shrugged and asked, "Do you know why I want to make money?"
"I don't care why you make money? Apologize!"
Claire didn't care what the other party was saying, and said to himself, "Making money is not the purpose, the purpose is just so that when something like this happens, the money will give me the confidence not to feel wronged and bow down to people like you..."
"What do you mean?" A strange look flashed in the lady's eyes.
Claire opened his arms and said with an arrogant look, "It means that you want me to apologize, but I won't! You can suppress me to the point where I can't eat, but even then, I won't bow to you!"
Indeed, if the other party, as one of the top nobles in the capital, really wanted to target him, it would indeed cause him a lot of trouble. For example, the iron ingots he produced must find a dealer, and if he was obstructing it, those dealers would definitely be willing to cooperate and keep the price down. Also, Nafu City needs to import a large amount of grain from other cities every year. If the other party is really willing, it is possible to notify the grain dealer not to sell the grain to him.
But as Claire said, he is not the kind of person who is willing to bow his head just to make money. He makes money just to straighten his waist! If you don't ask for help, how can you give up the basics and pursue the weak?