"Xiao He, let's begin."
"I've told you how many times—you must call me Senior Xiao!" Xiao He was clearly dissatisfied with how Chen Xuan addressed him. This was the third time he had corrected him.
Chen Xuan felt a mix of amusement and annoyance. The man was already reduced to a half-dead, ghastly state, yet he still harbored expectations of respect.
Chapter 1968