Zhou Zhili and the others were rooted to the spot.

Xue Ningyuan had only met Su Yi twice, once last night and once this morning. Both times, he seemed modest and polite. He showed no signs of any unusual emotion.

Who would have thought he’d suddenly chastise Su Yi for his arrogance?

Xue Ningyuan made no attempt to hide his disdain; he was like a completely different person!

Cha Jin’s painted eyebrows knit together, and she felt rather displeased. She found it hard to imagine. This was the lofty and esteemed head of one of the Imperatorial Provincial Capital’s peak clans, yet he changed his tune so quickly.

Su Yi paid this no heed. He just went on drinking, perfectly at ease.

However, seeing this only made Xue Ningyuan even less reserved. He sighed and shook his head. “A little while ago, His Sixth Highness and I went to visit this Su Yi. It was then that I discovered that the boy holds all others in contempt. He might be capable, but a temperament like that will inevitably lead to disaster.

“Yet you treat him as your right-hand man, Your Highness? And you think that a single arrogant young man is enough to determine victory and defeat at today’s Tea Party? How utterly absurd!”

As Xue Ningyuan said this, his expression...