Mao Yanfeng sat there, sipping a glass of white wine, a cold look in his eyes. This man, once a protector of the White Lotus Sect, now revealed his sharp edge.
And when Mao Yanfeng spoke, Lin Ye’s face felt like it had been fiercely slapped.
Lin Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Mao Yanfeng, you traitor, how dare you speak so arrogantly? If our master were here, would you still dare to act this way? Hmph, you’d probably be scared and cowering in the corner like a rabbit!"
Lin Ye spared no effort in his ridicule.
Mao Yanfeng did not refute but rather acknowledged, "You’re right, if your master were here, I certainly wouldn’t dare to stand out, but the problem is... your master isn’t here."
Qian coldly said, "Then aren’t you afraid he’ll come looking for you afterward?"
Mao Yanfeng replied, "But that’s a matter for later, isn’t it?"
At this moment, Mao Yanfeng showed his stance, Fang Yi glanced at Mao Yanfeng, knowing that he did this for him to see. Whether it was genuine or not, only Fang Yi could judge.
After all, Fang Yi had once castrated Mao Yanfeng’s son, Mao Donglin, leaving Mao Yanfeng without a legacy. However, Fang Yi had also promised Mao Yanfeng, that if he followed Fang Yi, Fang Yi would heal his son.
This was the reason Mao Yanfeng followed Fang Yi.
But still, whether Mao Yanfeng’s loyalty was sincere, Fang Yi would have to decide himself. At this moment, Mao Yanfeng had given his stance, and it was quite commendable. Follow current novᴇls on novel~fire~net
With Mao Yanfeng here, both Qian and Lin Ye were apprehensive, after all, Mao Yanfeng was a Heavenly Level expert, and even if the four of them attacked together, they wouldn’t be his match.
Thus, Lin Ye could only stand there glaring, not daring to move, completely suppressed.
"Why are you glaring so wide-eyed? Didn’t you say you’d fight? Hurry up! After you fight, we’ll have to eat, and we’re very hungry!" Song Wuliang impatiently urged.
With such a feast on the table that was only for viewing and not eating, Song Wuliang couldn’t bear it any longer, even if it meant losing his gentlemanly demeanor in front of Qian’er.
Song Wuliang’s words were like a depth charge, reigniting the flames of rage within Lin Ye’s heart.
At this moment, both Qian and Lin Ye were a bit at a loss.
Because their supposedly foolproof plan at this time proved completely useless, both turned their gaze to Wan Hong, thinking he couldn’t just do nothing, right?
However, at this moment, Wan Hong’s eyes were shining as he stared at the delicious dishes on the table, nearly drooling, looking silly and naive, leaving Qian and Lin Ye speechless.
Right now, they were in a dilemma.
Suddenly, Qian stood up!
He coldly looked at Fang Yi, "We’ll meet again!"
With that said, Qian was about to leave. He knew he wouldn’t gain anything here today, so he had to leave first and make plans slowly. The humiliation suffered today would be avenged in the future!
At this moment, Fang Yi spoke.
Lin Ye furrowed his brows, "We’re already letting it go with you, what, are you going to push your luck further?"
Fang Yi laughed, a chilling laugh.
"Why can’t I push my luck?" Fang Yi looked at Lin Ye like toying with his gaze, smiled playfully, "This is my territory, these are my people, if I push my luck, what can you do about it?"