Qu Jianlei's words were a bit of a buzzkill, and he had also placed himself in a relatively low position, making it clear that his side still needed to keep working hard.
At the end of the day, he did not want too much contact with the other party.
But Young Master did not mind at all, casually saying, "If you want to strive and fight, naturally you need to get to know useful people."
Hearing this, Tian Yin could not help but snort softly. "Useful?"
She truly did not want to offend anyone, but First One held far too lofty a position in her heart.
You, a debauched fool with unsteady aura, had the nerve to call yourself useful?
"Hm?" Young Master glanced at her indifferently, his expression darkening slightly. But immediately afterward, he smiled again.
"How interesting. You're all this amusing? Then do I need to prove for myself just how useful I am?"
His words were still fairly civilized, but there was no doubt that they carried a measure of anger.
Tian Yin curled her lips and did not answer again. Her Uncle had encountered plenty of spoiled young masters like this before.
They were usually full of bluster, but when something really happened, they were utterly useless.
Otherwise, would that tragedy have happened?
She had only spoken out because she could not hold herself back. There was truly no need to keep arguing with him now.
Yet her silence only made Young Master even more displeased—was she really not taking him seriously at all?
He continued smiling as he asked, "Then what would I have to do to change your mind?"
Qu Jianlei did not want the atmosphere to grow tense, so he gave a light cough. "Just do your own thing. Why prove yourself to