Liu Tingting and Gong Simeng also sensitively perceived the strange atmosphere.
Liu Tingting's gaze flowed like lively autumn water. She exchanged a meaningful glance with Gong Simeng, a look that held both concern for the current situation and anticipation for Shi Feiyang's next move.
The two tacitly maintained silence.
On the surface, the main hall seemed to be filled with diners chatting leisurely and laughter incessantly echoing, with the sounds of clinking cups and plates continuing on and on.
However, Shi Feiyang keenly sensed the raging undercurrents beneath this calm facade.
Everyone's words seemed to harbor hidden mysteries. In the exchange of glances, invisible sparks collided. A Martial Arts storm seemed to be quietly brewing, the air filled with a slight tension, akin to the oppressiveness before a storm's arrival.
