But no matter how tense the crowd was, Chen Feng had things he needed to say.
However, just a second before Chen Feng was about to speak, a long-haired young man suddenly stepped forward.
This man, dressed in white and handsome in appearance, although not as carefree and elegant as Chen Feng, was still considered a pretty boy, which meant he also had quite a few supporters present.
"I know what you want to say, are you trying to say that you want to fight us all by yourself?"
The young man stared at Chen Feng, a strange smile hanging on the corner of his lips.
"That's not what I wanted to say. I wanted to suggest that since we're all colleagues here, let's not do a 'one versus all' this time. I was thinking of a friendlier approach. Why did you step forward?"
Chen Feng asked with a smile.
"I stepped forward to tell you that others might be afraid of you, but I, Bai Shijie, am not,"
Bai Shijie said with a cold sneer.
