"Yes, yes, yes!" The blond-haired teenager, fearing he would be thrown out, hurriedly replied, "Have you heard of my last name?"
Ruan Qi nodded lightly.
"Alpharetta?" The Props Master crouching nearby asked softly, "Does that last name mean anything special?"
Jian Guoqiang: "Alpharetta, it's the exclusive surname of a royal aristocratic family in a certain oil-rich Middle Eastern nation. The type that frequently appears in the news."
The Props Master let out a shocked "Holy crap."
An oil-rich country!
That's one of the richest places on Earth!
Who exactly did they save—a deity-level big shot?!
The Props Master was rendered speechless by the shock. However, Ruan Qi remained extraordinarily composed, completely unimpressed by any talk of royalty or aristocracy.
"I've heard of Alpharetta. Are you a prince or a noble?"
