Zhang Qing bowed his head, his eyes brimming with chilling murderous intent, and his heart was filled with an ocean of hatred.
He wished he could flay the person who had brought him such humiliation into a thousand pieces.
But Zhang Qing knew.
He was no match for Lin Feng.
He had to endure!
A true man does not suffer from immediate losses!
It must be said that this Zhang Qing.
Truly knew how to hide his bitterness.
"And you?"
Lin Feng's indifferent gaze turned to Li Rong.
Li Rong's mouth twitched violently.
She wanted to plead.
But meeting Lin Feng's icy gaze.
The words she wanted to blurt out were swallowed back down into her stomach by Li Rong.
Li Rong also knelt down and kowtowed in apology.
"Can we go now?"
asked Zhang Qing and Li Rong.
"Scram."
Lin Feng said dispassionately.
Zhang Qing, Li Rong, and the others turned and hurriedly left.
Their eyes were filled with ominous expressions.
Lin Feng naturally knew these people would harbor hatred against him.
