The young man was clearly a noble, and a very wealthy one at that, with a very prestigious status, definitely not lower than Mier whom they encountered on the high-speed rail, and the young man was clearly a member of the arena.
Neil knew that those who could become members of the arena were untouchable for people like him.
The receptionist saw the young man and respectfully called out, "Young Master Singer, hello..."
"Young Master Singer?" Upon hearing the receptionist's words, Neil's face turned grim, filled with awe, and he hurriedly whispered to Ye Feng, "Mr. Ye Feng, Young Master Singer is a second-class noble in Mengdu, and a wealthy one at that. He is definitely someone we cannot afford to offend.
Young Master Singer's family holds shares in the arena; they are stakeholders!"
"Oh..." However, Ye Feng just nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.
Whether a first-class noble or a second-class noble, it was completely unimportant to Ye Feng.
