Glen Peninsula.
The manor of the Bright Holy Sect.
Qin Feng hung up the phone, yawned, and muttered, "That old guy is even angrier than I imagined, hope he doesn't get sick from anger..."
At this moment.
Joanna returned to the room, looking worried, and said to Qin Feng, "What should we do now? The people of the Holy Sect really don't understand. They say privately that we've ruined the Sect's honor, and also, also..."
"They also say I'm just pretending, unwilling to spend money for the Holy Sect to attend the conference, right?" Qin Feng had already guessed people would say this.
"Yes, the words outside are very unpleasant, not only here but on other peninsulas they're also speaking ill of you." Joanna worried for him.
Qin Feng just smiled and continued lying down to sleep, saying, "It doesn't matter, they can think whatever they want. We live our own lives, no need to care about others."
"Well, as long as you're okay."
Joanna nodded.
