The servant, who had almost dropped the box, was so scared that his face had turned pale.
He subconsciously looked up at Zhuang Bai and saw that his eldest young master was still as tall and sturdy as ever, with a gentle and steady temperament. His words were even more gentle than usual. He could not help but lose his mind as he sighed in his heart. The men in the Zhuang family were too superior. No one could compare to them!
Zhuang Bai looked very similar to Zhuang Ming. It was as if the father and son were carved from the same mold. However, the aura on his body was sharper than Zhuang Ming's. Zhuang Ming was the one who was genuinely smooth and gentle.
