"Hun Jiansi, who is that?" Unlike Hu Daoke seemingly had no recollection of such a person, he asked, scratching his head in confusion.
"It's nothing, seems like I overestimated your intelligence," Cheng Ziang breathed a sigh of relief and said, waving his hand dismissively.
"No, really, does it make you uncomfortable if you don't insult me twice?" Hu Daoke said discontentedly.
"Stop bothering me, just go do whatever you're supposed to do." Cheng Ziang waved his hand, speaking impatiently.
"Suit yourself, but just a reminder, don't be looking at one thing and eating another." Hu Daoke said, as if he had already grown accustomed to Hun Jiansi's presence.
"What are you talking about?" Hun Jiansi asked in puzzlement.
Their conversation was in Chinese mixed with Tasta language, so Hun Jiansi couldn't understand a word.
"Nothing, that guy's just a fool, just don't bother with him when you have nothing else to do," Cheng Ziang sneered.
