What Yang Xiao hadn't expected was that when Shangguan Wudi heard his answer, he didn't get angry at all.
Not only did he not get angry, but the smile on his face did not fade in the slightest; he was still looking amused.
Unlike the false, smiling tigers Yang Xiao had met before, the smile on Shangguan Wudi's face wasn't one that concealed a knife—it felt very sincere and amiable.
