"Your smoking might be too intense," Xiao Li subconsciously steadied the steering wheel, "You cough and yet you dislike taking medicine."
Although he was physically strong and too much so, three years ago, at the training field at the base of the mountain, he had trained with him and simply could not beat him.
Xiao Li was two years older than him and still felt inferior.
"You talk too much," Xu Jingxi frowned, "That woman must have taught you that."
"No," Xiao Li shook his head, trying to remain calm and not mention the smoking again.
The cellphone on the worktable vibrated again, incoming was a string of numbers, but the Crown Prince remained indifferent.
Xiao Li recalled the message received on the phone, and spoke out each word carefully, "The verdict isn't out yet, Liu Sujun just died of illness in there."
"Hmm," Xu Jingxi's face showed no ripples.
This "hmm" was very calm.
