Seeing that Qin Feiyang seemed confident, Yan Nanshan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Do you have a plan?"
Qin Feiyang said, "Uncle Yan, I want you to spread the news of my presence."
"Spread the news?" Yan Nanshan frowned.
"We're not making a big fuss, just let Steward Dong know..." As Qin Feiyang spoke, he hesitated, then smiled faintly. "Never mind, I'll handle this myself. You just wait in the Holy Temple for my good news."
Yan Nanshan rolled his eyes and said, "What a show-off. But then again, I don't have time to meddle in your affairs right now."
"No time?" Qin Feiyang was confused.
Isn't managing the Resource Hall quite an idle job?
"You probably don't know this yet," Yan Nanshan explained. "The Holy Temple competition has already begun, and I have to supervise them."
"Holy Temple competition?" Qin Feiyang, Fatty, and Rogue Wolf looked at each other, perplexed.
