The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 141

Caleb didn't expect Casey to be so arrogant, his face suddenly sank, and said, “Huh, save it until you win my master.”

Abraham also felt that Casey was a bit too arrogant and ignorant, thinking that he must teach this young man who was still wet behind the ears a lesson today.

After hearing Casey's words, everyone in the yard cast contemptuous glances at him.

As the top treasure appraiser in J City, Abraham could not be defeated by a brat.

Even if the owner of the Gray Mansion valued this brat, it did not mean that he was able to appraise treasure.

It took time to accumulate experience in this industry. Without decades of accumulation, it was impossible for one to have much attainment. Casey was undoubtedly bragging.

“This kid is too arrogant. He said that Mr. Abraham can't defeat him. This is the first time I have seen such a pretentious person.”

“Huh, people who say this are often inexperienced. People who are really capable are like Mr. Abraham and won't talk nonsense.”

“I really want to see what he will be like if he loses later, maybe the owner of the Gray Mansion will not value him anymore.”

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Casey stared at Caleb and said with a smile, “In that case, I will compete with your master, but it will be too boring if it’s just a simple competition. Why don't we put up a bet?”

Caleb's eyes lit up. In his opinion, his master would definitely win this competition. Casey was digging a hole for himself if he wanted to put up a bet.

“No problem, if you want to play, I will play with you. If you lose, you will bark in front of everyone, how about that?” Caleb sneered.

Casey didn't hesitate at all, nodded, and said, “Okay, but if your master loses, I won’t ask him to bark as a dog, you can do it for him.”

Caleb looked disdainful and said, “You must be dreaming. My master will not lose to you.”

Casey turned to look at Edith and asked her to wait there. He would come back after he finished the competition. Edith nodded. Last time in the living room, Casey’s skills of appraising treasures had already made Edith believe him totally.

Casey walked to Abraham, looked at him with a smile, and asked, “How are we competing?”

He had a lot of collections here. “Each of us will appraise one and we will let the people here to judge. Whoever gets more support wins. How about that?”

Casey nodded and said, “Sure.”

Caleb sneered, thinking that his master had been in the position of the top treasure appraiser in J City for so long, everyone would show respect to him just by hearing his name, and Casey would definitely lose.

Casey and Abraham each took out a piece of collection from the middle-aged man’s box. Abraham observed it and gave his own appraisal. His appraisal was quite detailed. He analyzed it comprehensively in terms of year, workmanship, and allusions.

After listening to Abraham's appraisal, everyone showed a look of admiration, especially the middle-aged man.

“Mr. Abraham's appraising skill is indeed superb. Although I collect antiques, it is really difficult to achieve Mr. Abraham's understanding of these collections.” The middle-aged man said with emotion.

Abraham just smiled, then turned to look at Casey.

Casey picked up the piece in his hand, and then began to talk endlessly.