Lin Feng and his group of seven left the conference room, but the meeting was not over, and the leaders of the major universities did not leave either.
"Haha, if your strength is lacking, make up for it with your brains. Well said."
"Guardian Wang, don't try to take everything; can you even digest it all?"
"Lin Feng helped you seal a gate, even if there are secrets, it has nothing to do with you, don't be too greedy."
"Have you never heard 'Don't look down on the young and poor'? In ten years, you as a Martial King, will not even be worth mentioning before Lin Feng!"
After Lin Feng left, Wang Xin had already regained his composure, but the occasional mocking and jeering rendered his deliberately composed expression somewhat awkward.
