Jian Yan looked up, the two men exchanged a bland glance. It seemed the kind of confrontation between adult men didn't require a big fight; they just looked at each other with a casual yet hostile gaze and soon smiled at each other, drinking tea.
"All these years, Qin Mu hasn't had many happy days following you!"
"Perhaps you've thought about it, actually my days weren't good either."
Mu Yichen sneered.
