What Chen Changan meant was clear enough: Qin Xiaoge was worse than a dog.
It was an extremely humiliating taunt, yet Qin Xiaoge still wore a beaming smile.
"Young Master Chen is right."
"How could I possibly compare to your dog?"
"Could an ordinary person ever compare to the dog belonging to Young Master?"
Ugh!
Qin Xiaoge's fawning manner made plenty of people feel sick to their stomachs.
They'd seen people suck up before, but never anyone this shameless.
Qin Xiaoge's earlier arrogance and imposing manner were still fresh in everyone's minds.
But who could have guessed that he'd show his true colors in such a short time?
Perhaps this was Qin Xiaoge's real face all along!
Such a sycophant?
"Damn, I actually supported him earlier. I can't believe Qin Xiaoge, supposedly the most outstanding genius of the past ten years, is this pathetic."
"I was blind. I never imagined this was Qin Xiaoge's real face. What a load of nonsense, calling him the most outstanding genius. I bet he gave himself that title."
"By the way, who first started spreading that title?"
"Who knows? It got passed around, and eventually everyone started believing it."
"Damn, maybe that brat really did pay someone to spread the rumor himself."
"Look, now that's what a real genius looks like. The Imperial Pavilion Young Master and Young Madam—that's what you call impressive."
"Exactly. And they're so low-key, unlike Qin Xiaoge, who makes a racket as if he's afraid people won't know how great he is."
"I remember now. Young Master Chen said earlier that Qin Xiaoge lacked confidence. I thought he was just jealous, but now I see Young Master Chen really does have a sharp eye. He saw right through the brat."
"Of course. He's the Imperial Pavilion Young Master! Isn't there