A sinister killing intent slowly began to diffuse around, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.
Yan Qingjun stared fixedly at Xiao Boyang, his gaze filled with hostility.
He hadn't expected that without seeking trouble with Xiao Boyang, Xiao would dare to appear before him now.
The next moment, Xiao Boyang forced a warm smile on his face, appearing very amiable as he said, "Oh my, Young Master Yan, when did you get back? Why didn't you say a word?"
Looking at Xiao Boyang, who was smiling broadly and playing dumb, Yan Qingjun said expressionlessly, "Young Master Xiao doesn't know?"
"Look at what Young Master Yan is saying, how could I possibly know!" Xiao Boyang replied with a smile, his demeanor not resembling someone facing an enemy, but rather chatting with an old friend.
This is the upper class, even when facing an enemy, they'll smile, and appear harmless.
