Recalling the bet between himself and Jiang Chen, Mu Rong Ying felt like killing himself. Without the bet he would just lose his own reputation, but now, he had just caused the entire Mu Rong family’s reputation to suffer even more than it already had.
“Jiang Cheng.”
Calling the guard whose name was similar to his, without looking back, the guard named Jiang Cheng arrived in a hurry and stopped in front of Jiang Chen.
“Young master, what’s your wish.”
Ever since Jiang Chen had given him the 10 gold coins, he had considered Jiang Chen to be a very kind-hearted man. In his heart, Jiang Chen was someone he revered, so it was only natural for him to act respectfully in front of Jiang Chen.