As Lin Xing spoke, the temperature in the entire room seemed to suddenly drop, and a heavy atmosphere spread between Lin Xing and the phone.
Ma Hong and Duan Feixia also immediately felt the sudden heaviness in the room.
In fact, they had already sensed something was off while Lin Xing was talking on the phone.
But before they could make out what Lin Xing was saying to the person on the other end of the phone, the atmosphere abruptly became intensely charged.
"This atmosphere…"
Duan Feixia looked at Lin Xing, who was still staring at the phone screen, and thought to herself, "It's similar to when Master gets those types of emojis… No, it feels even more serious. So, is he arguing with someone online, and it has reached the point of mutual family insults?"
Ma Hong, standing nearby, took a slight step back. He felt the atmosphere of a clash between great powers and knew of only two beings in the modern world who could fight over the internet.
