Yuan Qilin did not know about Zhao Yingying's thoughts. He was sitting on the chair without moving, and his eyes kept wandering to the wild boar. After looking at Jiang Xi for a while, he came to a conclusion. Wild boars were scary, but the girl who raised them was even scarier!
Jiang Xi raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Yingying. "Your big brother's bad luck is indeed extremely rare. I don't think there's anyone like him in a few hundred years."
Jiang Xi's extremely serious tone made Zhao Yingying facepalm. Was she complimenting her big brother? Or was she deriding her big brother?
