Even at this time, Lu Yeming and Jun Xi Qing were still flirting. Mu Yan Feng felt that it was too humiliating.
So this was a trap. He had fallen for it.
Now, Dongfang Yu and the fan sect had arrived and were standing beside Lu Yeming. Lu Yeming stood high and mighty in the middle of the crowd, looking at him with disdain.
Mu Yanfeng felt like a clown. It seemed like he had never been a match for Lu Yeming.
Mu Yanfeng stretched out his hand and pulled out the sharp blade from his abdomen. He threw it on the carpet and laughed. “You think you can defeat me just like that? You’re too naive.”
Mu Yanfeng whistled. Immediately, many men in black rushed out to protect him.
