Zhang Menglong's appearance caught everyone off guard, especially since they were just bad-mouthing him. Instantly, the room fell silent.
Zhang Menglong casually walked in with his people and directly sat in the spot reserved for guests from Illusion City. He casually took out a plate of fruit, a luxury not found in the Endless Land.
"Keep talking! Why'd you stop? You all seemed pretty enthusiastic just now!" Zhang Menglong remarked with a smile, "I wonder what you were chatting about. I'm curious to listen in. My hometown has an old saying, 'It's better to share joy than enjoy it alone.'
Everyone bore awkward smiles; there wasn't anything amusing. They had been speaking ill of Zhang Menglong just moments before. Could they now say it to his face? Their skin wasn't that thick.
But in situations like this, Zhang Menglong believed in the saying, "As long as I don't get awkward, others will."
