So not only did Old Master Tang want this invitation, but the other guests at the table also wanted it. It's estimated that only Duanmu Ci and Liu Qiancheng could remain relatively calm among those present.

Duanmu Ci was calm because he didn't need to care at all, while Liu Qiancheng was calm because his family background was sensitive, and he had to remain calm about making "foreign friends"...

Tang Yijin quickly asked, "When will this distinguished guest arrive?"

Tang Jingchang smiled calmly and said, "About ten minutes."

Tang Yijin made a decisive decision: "Go to the main gate to greet him now, and don't neglect him!"

Tang Jingchang nodded solemnly, as if he had received an extraordinary mission. After giving his father a reassuring look, he went out to greet the Greek baron who had come from afar.

Duanmu Ci watched coldly from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he saw this.

The century of national humiliation in modern times has almost completely destroyed the prestige and dignity accumulated over five thousand years, and the nation has yet to recover. When facing Westerners, the Chinese people always feel unconsciously inferior. On the one hand, they proclaim themselves as the Celestial Empire, and on the other hand, they acknowledge the West as the center of the modern world. This mentality of both pride and inferiority has created a distorted mindset among the Chinese people when facing Westerners.

Duanmu Ci did not have this problem. Having lived from ancient times to the present, he always felt that China was the Celestial Empire, and the so-called "century of national humiliation" was just a fleeting moment compared to his long life.

Moreover, this so-called heir of Baron Orsea from Greece was no good either. He was dissolute and had a terrible reputation in aristocratic circles. No matter how noble his status was, Duanmu Ci couldn't be bothered to even glance at such a person.

Tang Tingshu and his son Tang Ke, however, did not share this view. They believed that this incident was a fatal blow to them. An heir who could make connections with the European high society was far more useful than one who could only collect paintings and calligraphy, because the latter could only provide visual and auditory entertainment, while the former could open the door to the international market.

In other words, all the goodwill Tang Ke had earned in the old man's heart by presenting the calligraphy and paintings was completely wiped out by Tang Jingchang and his son's unusual surprise attack! Now, who would remember the calligraphy and paintings? All that hard work had been for nothing!

Tang Rui was naturally smug at this moment. What use are the paintings and calligraphy of scholars from hundreds of years ago? I'll just invite modern nobles over as guests. Who can be more awesome than me?

Duanmu Ci, seemingly seeing through Tang Rui's thoughts, lowered his head and subtly curled the corners of his lips...

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