Shangguan Xiao did not say anything as he was afraid of Tang Nazhi's family and their influence. However, he looked down on anyone who was a second-generation of an aristocratic family.
It was evident that he was incompetent, but he could rely on his family's reputation to enjoy life like an emperor. If he did not have his family to support him, he would be worthless.
He had never seen Tang Nazhi as his rival. His talent in herbalism was unrivaled, and he also had a Great Herbalist as his mentor to guide him.
Under such comparison, Shangguan Xiao felt as if he had grown out of the mud unsullied. He had nothing but contempt for Tang Nazhi.
Shen Yanxiao had noticed the slight trace of scorn on Shangguan Xiao's face.
She had seen the same expression directed at her many times in her previous life. However, that particular gaze was not aimed at her. It was focused on Tang Nazhi instead.
Shen Yanxiao immediately furrowed her eyebrows.
