Seeing the junior sister mistress angry, Chen Feng quickly turned his head, looking at a young girl from the Qin family on the other side of him.
The young girl looked at him with bright eyes and white teeth and let out a proud snort.
"Little sister, why are your eyes so big and bright?"
Chen Feng asked with a gentle laugh.
"Are they?"
The girl replied in confusion.
"I guess those who are chasing you could form a team, right?"
"Not at all, just a dozen of them." The young girl replied shyly.
For some reason, a certain notion of disdain she had for Chen Feng had quietly disappeared.
Chen Feng, in his leisure, started chatting with the young girl whilst eating, making her giggle from time to time.
When the conversation got interesting, the girl told Chen Feng her name. Her name was Qin Shi, Shi as in poetry.
Unbeknownst to them, at the same time, almost everyone was intentionally or unintentionally observing Chen Feng's every move.
