Zheng Fan sat in the main seat. At this moment, he seemed like a combination of the Eighth Virtuous Prince, Xuan Ye, and Emperor Gaozu of Han.
However, to an outsider, the current atmosphere might have seemed like a collection of adolescent speeches, adolescent expressions, adolescent clothing, and a truly rebellious attitude, accompanied by a group of underlings who also enjoyed adolescent antics.
This was a blood-soaked house; a short while ago, the fresh blood of the Hyena Gang had drenched the place. But now, the rebellious, adolescent energy within had completely suppressed the stench of blood.
Of course, even if something truly terrifying were to happen in this haunted place, the residents of the mansion likely wouldn't be the ones who were scared. After all, with a host of vampires and Zombies in the mansion, it was probably the "ghosts" who should be afraid.
Therefore, at least among those present, no one felt Zheng Fan's current behavior was inappropriate.