C1109 First Generation 7

Ji Xiao was tired just now, so he didn't kick Ji Rao the moment he was grabbed by him. He only looked at Ji Rao coldly. His condescending gaze was mixed with undisguised disgust and disdain.

Ji Rao coughed twice, and even his voice was a little weak, "Fourth Imperial Brother, Chendi …" Your servant has the means to call you out, to make you lose face before your Third Imperial Brother