In the private room on the fifth floor, Su Boyu was leisurely eating the dishes while drinking some alcohol. He appeared to be in a rather good mood.
"Young Master, Qin Xiaoyou appears to not be on good terms with Mo Wen anymore, as they were just arguing by the foot of the staircase," a youth reported, having just entered the private room.
"Do you know why you can only be a servant?"
Su Boyu threw down his chopsticks and looked at the youth with a calm gaze.
That youth did not dare say a word and simply looked at Su Boyu with an uncomprehending gaze.
"Because of this." Su Boyu pointed to his brain and said coldly, "If you were slightly smarter, you wouldn't have to follow me around all the time and wait on me."
The youth became slightly stunned, but did not dare say anything. The words of Su Boyu was equivalent to being told in another way that his potential was limited, and he would not spend much effort in his development in the future.
