Yan Jinyao's face was filled with provocation and schadenfreude.
Seeing his expression, Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh. "Yan Jinyao, I remember the first time I met you. You were a handsome young master with a gentlemanly demeanor."
"At that time, I thought that you were worthy of being the crown prince of the Yan family."
"But now, it seems that you are both sinister and wretched."
Qin Yu shook his head helplessly, with disappointment written all over his face.
Yan Jinyao's eyes narrowed slightly. He snorted coldly and said, "I don't need you to determine how I am. But whether you can survive tomorrow is hard to say."
After saying this, Yan Jinyao turned his head and left.
Qin Yu couldn't be bothered to lower himself to Yan Jinyao's level.
His motive was impure. He said that he wanted his disciple to challenge Qin Yu, but he just wanted to take advantage of the situation.