Ji Xingtang's expression changed repeatedly; he seemed unable to utter the word 'yes.'
Trying to outdo Fu Shilv? That wasn't necessary—Xiao Rui and Rong Yucheng, sure, their rivalry made it understandable. Those two were love rivals.
But where did Fu Shilv and Ji Xingtang stand in all of this?
Ji Xingtang better think it through carefully before answering.
Fu Shilv stood on the steps, glaring coldly at the man in front of him. "You're saying you want to compete with me, is that it?"
Liang Nianwei walked over and grabbed Ji Xingtang's arm.
"Xingtang, don't... don't do this because of me." Her eyes brimmed with concern; just hearing the hostile exchange between Xiao Rui and Rong Yucheng was enough to guess this wasn't just a casual race.
"Don't fight over me…" Liang Nianwei added softly, her voice carrying a hint of sobbing.
What irritated Fu Shilv was that Ji Xingtang's antics might jeopardize even their brotherhood.