The cold voice carried a hint of anger and dissatisfaction, and it spoke in the most authentic Y language, with a pronunciation similar to English yet different in that special sense.
"Mr. Karl, perhaps you're not aware of how far the small places in China have developed. As for me, this bumpkin, I just happen to be proficient in the Y language..."
Upon hearing this, Karl froze. He couldn't believe it and turned to look at Shen Ruojing, who was staring at him coldly. The icy gaze seemed as if it wanted to devour him, scaring Karl so much that his following words got stuck in his throat.
Choking for a moment, he wanted to say something else, but Daisy hurriedly spoke up, "Your Highness, it turns out you speak Y language so well. How many languages are you proficient in?"
