C91 The Call of a Beauty.

Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of Jiang Dashi and the others, their faces drained of color.

"Jiang Dashi, seeing my success really gets under your skin, doesn't it? Do you feel like you'll never surpass me in your lifetime?"

"I enjoy seeing you squirm."

Jiang Xiaoyu spread his hands wide. "I intended to just be another ordinary relative among you