Song Zhi: "His posture is quite cool, didn't you notice that he has this vibe of treating us as insignificant mortals, a complete disdain for everything?"
Si Fan: "..."
Song Zhi wanted to say something more to enhance his persuasiveness, suddenly seeing a man standing in front of Si Fan.
Wearing a gray trench coat, with handsome and charming features.
The weirdest thing is, this man kept staring at him, with such a strange look in his eyes that it gave him the creeps.
Song Zhi frowned, looking directly at Si Haoxuan, "Hey, who are you? We are talking, why are you standing here listening?"
Si Haoxuan looked displeased, sizing up Song Zhi, "Who are you?"
Song Zhi raised his chin, hands on hips, "Who I am is none of your damn business, when I was thriving in the underworld, you were still playing in the mud, so don't mess with me, or I'll... beat you till you're picking up your teeth from the ground!"
Si Haoxuan gave a mocking smile, "Haha, I'm so scared."
