He understood why he disliked Jiang Yuan.
He understood how different he was from the imperial family in this world.
He fundamentally differed from the world's elite; people here really only regarded others as goods, as tools to develop relationships with the mighty and to showcase one's own spirit. It was a true indifference and distinction from the bottom of their hearts.
Li Guanyi's hands trembled slightly, and the murderous intent in his heart was nearly uncontrollable.
Li Guanyi didn't know how he managed not to lash out, perhaps it was due to Yuwen Lie's presence, or perhaps it was his own reason. He closed the box, turned and walked out, then his steps quickened, faster and faster, until he was running wildly away.
Jiang Yuan watched the young man as thunder exploded in the sky, bright and white.
"He is not one of our kind."
