Feng Lin stood with his hands in his pockets, surveying the people around him.
He didn't sense anyone at the Great Achievement Realm; they might have already gone inside.
He felt that if he hadn't helped Yan Yibai back then, perhaps the Yan Family would also be here offering their congratulations.
"Guys, are you selling melons?"
A young man walked over with a smile, eyeing the watermelon in Sen Luo's left hand, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Turns out you're selling melons. Doing good business, huh guys? You've even made it to the Ouyang Family."
Another youngster came over, laughing as well.
Xu Ruoying gently tugged at Feng Lin's arm, obviously urging him to hurry inside.
She didn't want to endure mockery here.
Feng Lin, hands still in his pockets, did not speak but simply released a gentle surge of Qi Energy.
Black smoke slowly began to emit from his mask.
Seeing this, the crowd originally jeering at them all recoiled, their smiles vanishing in fear.
