"Yes, Dad, just watch me."
Jiang Rong curled his lips coldly, looking like a scumbag who needed a beating.
Jiang Rong lacked other skills, but he was quite experienced in dealing with women. He picked up the phone and placed it by his ear without speaking.
Jiang Rong had always been very active with Ji Ziling. Seeing the other side not answering for a long time, and not speaking after answering, Ji Ziling knew Jiang Rong was angry and explained, "Jiang Rong, I'm really sorry about tonight."
Jiang Rong said sarcastically, "I know, Mu Qian, your brother from childhood, but I'm a bit confused. Isn't Mu Qian the arch-enemy of your Mystic Sect? As the new Sect Leader of Mystic Sect, what exactly are you doing?"
"Jiang Rong, I think you might have misunderstood me."
