Only the Desolate Mountain

Only he could look down on and mock Zhou Hengyang; no one else had the right!

If any Tom, Dick, or Harry could look down on or mock him, wouldn't that mean he, Xu Xiaoxiao, was useless?

It was already embarrassing enough to be related to Zhou Hengyang.

"That's right. It's Su Wen's house." Liu Chun said good-naturedly.

"Who are you? Su Wen doesn't have any wealthy relatives."

"No, we're not... I'm a relative of Zhou Hengyang's."

"Ah! So you're related to Zhou Hengyang!" The old man smiled smugly at Liu Chun and said, "If you head west, you'll find a cluster of houses with big-tiled roofs."

Liu Chun was caught off guard by the old man's assumption, standing stock still.

However, Xu Xiaoxiao reacted immediately by clambering out of the car. "Get out of the way! What do you mean by we're related?! I'll make sure he gets..."