Roland tilted his head. "Did they?"

The crowd became quiet for a moment.

Actually, none of them heard a single thing.

They only came over after Noah started shouting.

But since it was Noah who said it, who would dare question him?

They were his friends after all.

The silver-haired man immediately said, "Of course we heard it!"

Roland looked at him. "You had your back away from us earlier. You are also the one taking a picture of his car, right?."

It must be noted that the Terrari was parked a few meters away.

When Noah approached Roland earlier, he asked him in a low voice if he wanted to take a picture of the car as well.

It was only when Roland rejected his offer that he got offended and started shouting like a child.

The silver-haired man froze.

A few people nearby looked at him strangely.

The silver-haired man's face stiffened, but he quickly recovered.

"So what? I heard Brother Noah say it. Brother Noah doesn't need to lie."

Roland nodded slowly. "So you did not hear me. You only heard him."

The silver-haired man's face turned ugly. He could not help but look at Noah, as if asking for back up.

The crowd became a little awkward.

Noah's expression darkened.

This brat was sharp. But he actually dared to question him? How dare he!

He was not loudly defending himself, but every word made people uncomfortable.

He felt like he was being scolded in silence.

Noah snorted. "Enough nonsense. Whether you said it or not, your attitude is the problem. You looked down on my car."

Roland smiled faintly. "You asked me if I wanted to take a picture with your car, and I declined your offer politely. In which part did I look down on your car?"

Noah narrowed his eyes.

The crowd froze.

Declined?

That was all?

Noah's face twitched.

He had indeed asked Roland if he wanted to take a picture of his new Terrari. And Roland has truly rejected him politely.

But to Noah, that was already humiliation.

A normal person should have been shocked. They should have praised it. They should have said, "Thank you very much. It's my first time seeing this kind of car."

But Roland rejected him outrightly.

How could he not feel angry?

However, if this truth came out, it would make him look petty.

Noah immediately said, "Politely? That was not what you said earlier. You said that you don't like my car since it's not good and hence the reason why you don't want to take a picture with it."

Roland shook his head lightly.

"Say what you want. But I said what I said."

Hiss—

The crowd inhaled.

This brat really dared to decline and ignore Noah like that?

This guy was truly courting death.

One girl wearing heavy makeup covered her mouth and said, "Brother Noah, don't bully him. Maybe his dream car is an electric bike."

Another girl smiled mockingly. "No, maybe he uses his feet. Environmentally friendly."

The laughter became louder.

Roland's face remained unchanged.

This made the mockery feel even more intense.

Because no matter how much they laughed, Roland did not react the way they wanted and just kept on looking at his phone nonchalantly.

No anger.

No shame.

No fear.

It was as if they were clowns performing in front of him.

Unbeknownst to them, Roland was actually relishing in glee.

The System had already notified him that he had face-slaped some people and earned some points. However, he knew that this was far from over. In fact, this was only the start.

Noah hated that feeling of getting ignored.

He wanted Roland to lower his head.

He wanted Roland to admit that he was nothing, and that his Terrari was something that he could only dream of.

He wanted everyone to see that insulting him had consequences.

Noah suddenly walked toward his Terrari and slapped the hood lightly.

"Do you know how much this costs?"

Roland looked over but did not answer.

Noah raised his voice. "One-hundred fifty thousand Global Dollars!"

The crowd immediately gasped.

"One hundred fifty thousand Global DollarS?"

"Damn, Brother Noah is really rich!"

"That is insane!"

Noah enjoyed their reaction. His chest rose slightly as his pride returned.

Of course, the one hundred fifty thousand price of his Terrari was real. It was just that it would be paid in installment for a period of ten years. Although he and his family were rich, there was no way they would be able to come up with such money in the short term.

He pointed at Roland.

"You probably cannot earn a fraction of that even if you work your entire life."

Roland finally looked at the car seriously.

Then he said, "One hundred fifty thousand?"

'Are Terrari actually this cheap? Or what he got is just a cheap imitation.'

Roland felt confused regarding the price. After all, his own luxury car, the Ramborghini Sian, cost around one million eight hundred thousand Global Dollars.

He did not search regarding prices of other luxury cars before, but he knew for a fact that most of them were around a million global dollars or so, especially for the limited edition ones.

And come to think of it, even his Budi R8 has a price range of around one hundred eighty thousand Global Dollars. Does that mean that his Budi R8 was more expensive compared to the Terrari?

For a moment, Roland felt awkward. After all, he texted One and the others to bring the Ramborghini Sian over.

'Is it a bit overkill for me to do that?'

Noah smirked upon seeing his reaction. "Scared now?"

Roland shook his head. "I actually thought it would be more expensive."

The surroundings fell silent as they looked at each other.

The smile on Noah's face slowly disappeared.

The silver-haired man stared at Roland as if he had seen a ghost.

The girl with heavy makeup laughed awkwardly. "Look, he's pretending again."

Another person said, "For real. Poor people love saying that. They act like everything is cheap because they cannot buy it anyway. Hahaha!"

Noah's lips curled up coldly.

"You thought it would be more expensive? Then tell me, what car do you drive?"

Roland calmly replied, "Well, I usually don't drive."