Xiao Feng nonchalantly observed the architecture of the side hall, like a tourist on a sightseeing trip, appearing completely at ease.
This demeanor made the wealthy elites present even more unsure of his intentions.
In general, there are only two possibilities in such a situation.
The first possibility is that ignorance is bliss.
Like a baby facing a president, no matter what your identity is, if they need to pee, they will do it all over you.
The second possibility is that he genuinely has nothing to fear.
After much consideration, the wealthy elites believed that the likelihood of Xiao Feng being the second was high. After all, with Zhen Jinghan standing behind him, looking like she followed his lead, could he possibly have a trivial background?
Just as the atmosphere in the hall was about to drop to freezing point, Hong Ren finally appeared at the door.
"Amitabha, dear benefactors, thank you for waiting patiently!"
