Although his meetings with Ren Tianqi were few and far between, their relationship was quite good. Perhaps this stemmed from them both being second sons within their families, sharing similar circumstances, and thus empathizing with each other's plight.
Ren Tianqi walked up to Luo Jian, entirely ignoring the strange looks cast by onlookers around them, and sneered, "Actually, I ought to thank my elder brother! Had he not yet returned, I wouldn't even have the qualifications to attend a gathering like this!"
Luo Jian remained silent. He too, like Ren Tianqi, had once wallowed in self-pity, resenting the inequities of life. Yet over time, he'd become somewhat numb to such feelings. Besides, over the years, he had long since learned to keep his grievances buried inside rather than uttering useless complaints.
Ren Tianqi's pale face, however, was flushed with a surge of emotion. "Seventh Young Master, don't I look utterly ridiculous right now?"
