Before, Xie Feng was outside the hall where the birthday banquet was being held so it was impossible for him to know by normal means what was going on or why all these big shots were so agitated. However, since he was always protecting the people close to him even in his sleep, it was impossible not to have a rough idea of what was going on; after all, the wind was practically everywhere and currently, Xie Feng was like the personification of the air and the wind itself.
After knowing what was happening, Xie Feng could not help but scoff when he saw the excited faces of all these people. The reason? Simple, in reality, the bracelet in Lin Tian's hands was total crap.
The bracelet itself was not crap, but the passage of time had turned it into a piece of trash.
