"Since you and I are both inheritors of the Heavenly Sword in this generation, we should naturally help each other. From now on, you and I will address each other as brothers. Now your elder brother's run into a little trouble. As the younger brother, shouldn't you lend a hand or two?" Ning Caichen's mood suddenly shifted, and he looked at Jiang Siming with a somewhat sly grin.
"I knew it. This guy really didn't have good intentions!" Jiang Siming raised his brows slightly.
Good grief. He'd spent all that time talking so righteously just now, but in the end, he still wanted something from him.
"If even the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect can't resolve it, do you think I can?" Jiang Siming said helplessly.
"Brother Jiang, with your current status, you should have quite a say in Shrek Academy. Helping this old brother out shouldn't be anything too difficult, right?" Ning Caichen's smile was extremely sleazy.
"Tell me what it is first. I can consider it." Jiang Siming wasn't stupid. Was he supposed to agree that easily?
Ning Caichen hadn't expected Jiang Siming to agree so readily either, and his face remained full of smiles.
"No rush. Brother Jiang has come from afar. As your elder brother, I ought to treat you properly. We'll talk after the meal!"
Ning Caichen was not the least bit shy about it and directly slung an arm around Jiang Siming's neck.
Jiang Siming had truly seen something new now. He had seen shameless people before, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone this shameless. A moment ago, he had even praised the man in his heart for having a bit of Ning Fengzhi's gentlemanly air, but after all that, he was just like a street punk.
"You little