No matter how noble and promising Hong Taihe's status might be, in the end, it couldn't change the fact that Jian Chen was serving others as a servant.
Of course, it was a path he had chosen himself.
However, Jian Chen particularly loathed when someone pointed out the fact that he was a follower, and that could only be mentioned by him, preceded by the name Hong Taihe. With this name, the word "follower" that followed seemed to shine brilliantly.
"Shi Hao, don't be shameless!" Jian Chen pointed at Shi Hao, his face already beyond displeasure.
Shi Hao couldn't help but laugh, "What, don't I even have the right to refuse?"
"Hmph, that's Hong Daozi you're talking about!" Jian Chen coldly reminded.
"Alright, alright, go back and bootlick your master. People on different paths cannot make plans together. Get lost, now." Shi Hao waved his hand impatiently.
Jian Chen's expression turned even uglier; he hadn't expected Shi Hao to dare treat him like that.
