Bi Xia’s question caught Ji Qiutang off guard, making the always serene Ji Qiutang freeze for a moment. But in less than a second, Ji Qiutang came back to his senses and shook his head, "Not really familiar, but Xu Renfei is from Beijing, so I’ve heard of him."
"Is that so?" Bi Xia nodded, looking indifferent, "Then forget it."
"But, Bi Xia, since you’re so close with Xu Renfei, he should come back for your sake." Ji Qiutang took a sip of tea and suddenly said.
Bi Xia picked up a small toy car from a secret compartment, leisurely took out a bottle of Wangzai milk, and casually handed it to Bi Xiaoyuan, who was nestled in his arms. Then he raised his eyes to look at Ji Qiutang, with an air of arrogance mixed with a hint of playfulness, "Not just Xu Renfei, even Chu Wu, Luo Hao, and Mr. Qin are likely to come back for my sake..."
"These people, Brother Qiutang, you must have heard of them." Bi Xia played with the pendant on his collarbone, his starry eyes fixed on Ji Qiutang, smiling.
After hearing these names, Ji Qiutang paused for a moment, then looked at Bi Xia, "Didn’t expect you to be so impressive, knowing even them."
Staring deeply at Ji Qiutang, Bi Xia suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha, Brother Qiutang, do you believe that? How could it be! You should think about it, how could a high school student from Qing City know such influential people in Beijing? I know about them all from Xu Renfei."
"Yes," Ji Qiutang lowered his head and smiled faintly, "Xu Renfei is indeed close to them. He’s ranked Seventh Brother in their circle. But I heard that recently Mr. Qin acknowledged Little Nine, which is the second exception since Boss Feng acknowledged Chu Wu as Xiao Wu."
"Oh?" Bi Xia’s face remained unchanged, curiously looking at Ji Qiutang, "Brother Qiutang, you’re so knowledgeable. Why don’t you tell me more!"
Ji Qiutang chuckled softly, shaking his hand, "There’s nothing much to say, just hearsays."
Seeing Ji Qiutang refuse, Bi Xia smirked and said no more. He just gently teased Bi Xiaoyuan, while Ji Qiutang also remained silent, sipping his tea slowly, seemingly deep in thought.
[Your Majesty?] 007’s voice sounded a bit serious.
’Hmm?’ Bi Xia responded indifferently, ’Are you going to say that this Ji Qiutang seems mysterious?’
[Yes, it feels similar to when I first sensed Qin Zhan, but slightly weaker. Qin Zhan felt very aggressive, but this Ji Qiutang’s spiritual power is intermittent.] 007 said.
’Seems like he’s not as threatening as Fourth Brother,’ Bi Xia placed the empty Wangzai milk bottle from Bi Xiaoyuan on the table, ’Otherwise, you would be playing dead underwater now.’
007: [... That hurts, Your Majesty!]
[Qin Zhan gave me a very dangerous vibe, so I didn’t dare show myself, but this Ji Qiutang, I’m unsure. His spiritual power is only C.] 007 paused for a moment, [But I’m certain that his spiritual talent was detected to be at A level.]
[That means, his spiritual power is either untrained or...]
’Or what?’
[... has been crippled.]
Bi Xia suddenly looked up at Ji Qiutang, who, noticing the sudden gaze, slightly froze and gave a faint smile.
With his starry eyes slightly narrowed, Bi Xia returned to his usual demeanor, saying, "Tell me the story of Uncle Qiu and my mom. I only know mom had an older brother protecting her when she was young."
Ji Qiutang smiled gently, his lips curling up, "Alright, it just so happens that my father and grandfather used to tell me these stories. Now it’s finally my turn to tell someone else. Don’t find it annoying."
Bi Xia shook his head and smiled, "Don’t worry, it’s about my mom, I won’t laugh."