Jiang Zhaolin sat across from him, their eyes meeting across the table, the setting almost reminiscent of a legendary showdown between great rivals.
His demeanor was casual, he disregarded the threat of intimidation, picked up his cup, and took a sip of hot tea. Not usually a forceful or stern person, his presence was no less dominant than Jiang Zhaolin's.
With the commander arriving on the scene, this drama...
had officially begun.
**
Most were familiar with Jiang Yanting, this fifth master of the Jiang Family. For the majority, it was their first time meeting him - appearing elegant yet lazy, seemingly frail with sickness, but the oppressive aura he emitted was like that of a dangerous Demon.
The two brothers, not alike at all.
"Uncle—" He looked at Jiang Zhaolin and suddenly smiled.
