Don't Stand on Ceremony

After Qingmei and Zhulan, the four top courtesans, left, Jun Changxiao said, "Eldest Young Master Tang, what do you need from me?"

Tang Li's brows furrowed slightly.

As the eldest young master of the Tang Family's third generation, he had befriended quite a few sect masters from major sects. Whenever they met, they all referred to themselves by their surnames. No one had ever dared to call himself "this seat."

In truth, Jun Changxiao had been calling himself "this seat" for a long time.

Many readers often regarded this as a poisonous point at the very beginning and fled in defeat.

But he himself had already grown accustomed to it.

However.

Sometimes, it depended on the person and the place.

For example, when facing Tang Ren and City Lord Han, he would call himself Jun, making himself seem a little more approachable. As for sect masters from other factions or enemies, he would definitely refer to himself as "this seat."

In front of Tang Li, he called himself "this seat."

That meant Jun Changxiao did not regard this fellow as a friend.

It was not because he stood on Tang Ren's side, but because when the middle-aged man who had invited him earlier called out "Tang Family's Eldest Young Master Tang Li," his expression and tone had been so arrogant they were practically Li Shangtian.

With servants acting like that, the master was surely arrogant as well.

Sure enough.

At their first meeting, although this fair-faced Eldest Young Master Tang had remained gentle throughout, the pride between his brows could not be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.

His cooperation with Tang Ren was highly confidential, so Tang Li definitely did not know about it.

He had taken the initiative to invite him today, most likely because the sect