The hall was already getting a bit lively, everyone else was staring at Ren Feng with amused looks in their eyes.
And every single one of them was just like Duan Zhen, looking down on Ren Feng completely. In their eyes, it was like a low-born mutt had snuck into a crowd of nobles.
Ren Feng sat there without moving, not a trace of change on his face, instead he found it entertaining.
A glint of smugness flashed in Duan Zhen's eyes, but his face wore a mocking smile: "You heard them, right? If you know what's good for you, you can walk out on your own, don't waste our time."
"You've gone too far!"
Xu Tinglan was furious. Ren Feng was at least someone she'd brought in, but the way Duan Zhen was acting was completely ignoring her existence.
"Too far?" Duan Zhen's face instantly turned cold and sinister. "Xu Tinglan, I think you've got it wrong. You don't have the qualifications to talk to me."
