Whoever spoke about Chen Weijian couldn’t help but feel a little more solemn.

When Huang Xiaolong saw the serious look on Gao Changran’s face, he couldn’t help but laugh. He replied casually. “I already know.”

Seeing the smile on Huang Xiaolong’s face, Gao Changran snapped back to reality. He knew that he was too quick to judge Chen Weijian, and he had forgotten Huang Xiaolong’s true identity.

Who cared if Chen Weijian was the number one genius in the Devil World? He was nothing but dust when compared to Huang Xiaolong.

The two of them weren’t even standing at the same height, to begin with.

“Lord, I failed to compose myself…” Gao Changran lowered his head and apologized to Huang Xiaolong.

“It’s fine.” Huang Xiaolong waved his arm and dismissed Gao Changran’s concerns.

When Huang Xiaolong was chatting with Gao Changran,...