Jiang Ce said nothing, but the look he gave Jiang Shumo was as cold and sharp as a knife, causing the other man to tremble. He was clearly intimidated by Jiang Ce's overwhelming presence, and a flicker of fear showed in his eyes.
Feeling crushed by Jiang Ce's imposing manner, Jiang Shumo's face burned with shame. Anger surged within him, and his molars ground together furiously.
If it were a contest of imposing auras, Jiang Ce was the undisputed victor in this confrontation.
"I actually thought you'd have some tricks up your sleeve," Jiang Ce said, looking directly at Jiang Shumo. "This result is quite disappointing. Such low and despicable methods are a disgrace to the Jiang Family's name.
"But I suppose I'm to blame for overestimating you, Jiang Shumo.
"You pose practically no threat at all."
Jiang Ce's undisguised contempt sent another wave of fury through Jiang Shumo, but the last vestiges of his rationality helped him suppress the anger bubbling within.
