Jiang Xun kept a stern face and didn't say anything, but when he heard this, he couldn't hold back a mocking laugh, sarcastically curling his lips: "You're overthinking it, he's nothing but a poor kid from the mountains."
"Hey, Jiang Xun, do you know him?" someone asked.
Jiang Xun didn't reply further. The incidents in Xiahe Village back then had faded from his memory with the passage of time. Here in Beidu, he had long since moved up to high school through his own efforts and was now a first-year student.
With excellent grades and overall development in all aspects, in a place like Beidu, all the major families considered reputation and everything else to be of paramount importance. His excellence was naturally highly prized by the entire Jiang Family, even his two troublesome aunts were always singing his praises.
Among his classmates, his excellence made everyone look at him with admiration, leading to everything revolving around him.
He immensely enjoyed such a life.
