"What? He refused?"
Wenren Jiangbo shot up from the arms of the beauty beside him, his face a mask of disbelief. "He actually dared to refuse me?"
"Su Mu said—"
The guard hesitated.
"What did he say?"
Wenren Jiangbo asked, his face grim.
"He said that if he accepted a challenge from every Tom, Dick, and Harry who came along, he'd work himself to death."
The guard said quietly.
"He's calling me a nobody?"
Wenren Jiangbo was so furious he laughed. "Didn't you tell him who I am?" he asked coldly.
"I did,"
The guard said with a pained expression. "But he asked me whether you had an official rank."
"What does official rank have to do with it? He's just a lowly Sixth-Grade Captain. Does he really think he's some important official?"
Wenren Jiangbo scoffed.
He simply chose not to pursue a career as an official. Otherwise, with his family background, he'd be at least a fourth-grade official by now.
A paltry sixth-grade rank wasn't even worth his notice.
