"Since when has the Quinn family been so idle?"
At the Manor of River Hills, Julian Sia glanced at the unexpected visitor in the living room, slightly raised his eyebrows, and walked calmly to the other sofa to sit down.
He casually picked up a magazine from the coffee table and leisurely flipped through it, feeling utterly relaxed.
Mason Quinn visibly twitched his lips, rolled his eyes without hesitation at someone, and sarcastically said, "Not as idle as you, old man."
"Jules, I came today for a proper reason." Mason Quinn winked, "Do you know what day it is tomorrow?"
Upon hearing this.
Julian Sia lowered his eyes, pondered for a while, completely at a loss about what might be special about the next day.
Seeing him like this, Mason Quinn's lips immediately stretched, "Do you need me to remind you?"
"It seems you're really very free," Julian Sia glanced at him, "why not practice a bit?"
Instead of guessing, he might as well "beat him to submission."
