A good background?
Qin Xiao suddenly laughed when he heard that.
Leaving himself aside, Huo Yuhao certainly had a good background.
A Duke's Son.
And his father was the White Tiger Duke, one of the most powerful dukes in the Star Luo Empire. His birth was indeed extraordinarily noble, far beyond anything ordinary people could compare with.
In the original story, Dai Yueheng had spent over a million Gold Soul Coins on a Soul Tool without so much as blinking.
But that was Dai Yueheng.
Huo Yuhao could never reach that level.
In fact, the gulf was enormous. Calling it the difference between heaven and hell would hardly be an exaggeration.
Huo Yuhao had been bullied in the Duke's Mansion Estate, living worse than a dog.
What use was a good background?
The luxurious life of a Duke's Son had nothing whatsoever to do with him.
Through Jing Hongchen, Meng Hongchen had learned a little about Qin Xiao's background.
Although Jing Hongchen had never gone into detail, his long sighs whenever he mentioned Qin Xiao's origins were enough for the clever girl to guess that Qin Xiao's circumstances had probably been far from good.
"My Martial Uncle got where he is today through his own talent and hard work. His background had nothing to do with it."
Meng Hongchen stepped forward and faced Zhou Yi.
Hmm?
Zhou Yi's expression changed abruptly.
Had I guessed wrong?
Qin Xiao gently rubbed Meng Hongchen's little head, then looked at Zhou Yi again. "What do you have to say now?"
Zhou Yi's expression froze.
What could I say?
She really had nothing to say.
She had wanted to take Qin Xiao down a peg, only for him to do it to her instead. Now she was in quite a bind.
She instinctively glanced back