"Old Hai, why are you sweating so much, is it very hot right now?" A man came over, asking in surprise.
Old Hai glared at the man and said irritably, "Get lost, it's none of your business."
The man laughed loudly, with a mocking look on his face.
"Get lost."
Old Hai kicked at him, but the man dodged it, and he didn't care, leaving while laughing and swearing.
The man watched Old Hai's retreating back, then glanced into the room and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Truly worthy of being the Southern Crown Prince, that ruthless vigor lives up to the title," Meng Chenhu said with a cold smile from another room. Although it seemed like he was praising Meng Chenyi, his eyes shimmered with deep disdain.
"The Southern Crown Prince? If it wasn't for the old man spoiling Meng Chenyi all these years, he wouldn't have qualified for such a title. The second young master is far superior to him," Meng Gang said beside him, somewhat sighing.
