Seeing the expression on Su Xiaotian's face, Ling Feng couldn't help but take a few steps back all while slurring his words trying to convince the immortal-like young man already cracking his hands not to hit him too hard, his body intending on continuing to create distance between the two of them had it not been for the two figures standing straight and unbothered stopping him on his path.
"Looks quite lively, let me join in on the fu— oh, on second thought, I'll just stay here, Ah Tian, what do you want to do with Ah Feng?" seeing his two sworn brothers seemingly horsing around, one of these figures' thought that he should join in on the entertainment, only for him to completely change his mind as he saw the modest smile on the immortal-like young man's face, something that made even him, who believes himself to be made out of guts, to feel quite uncomfortable with just his sworn brother's gaze alone.
