Lan Yue didn't exchange many words with Mu Ruyue, but instead went directly to the Lord's side, smiling while conversing. Throughout, she never once glanced in Feng Jingtian's direction...
"It's about time."
The Lord restrained his voice, his gaze sweeping over everyone, a faint arc hanging at the corner of his lips: "It's time for us to battle the Demon Beasts. Whoever contributes the most in the fight, my Lord Mansion is willing to owe a favor..."
While speaking, his eyes drift toward Feng Jingtian.
Clearly, among all these people, he's most impressed by this man.
But, the man's attitude earlier left him displeased, hence whether to rely on him more heavily will depend on his forthcoming performance...
Feng Jingtian held his hands behind his back as the evening breeze brushed by, lightly lifting his red robe, his exquisitely beautiful face darkened, seemingly oblivious to the Lord's attention...
