Feng Lin glanced left and right, noticing there were no other men around him.
The woman's gaze was fixed on him.
Soon after, the dozen or so people behind the woman surrounded Feng Lin.
Then, two people holding smartphones to record videos squeezed in.
Their movements were as smooth as flowing clouds, executed in one go.
"Heh, offended someone, have you?"
Chi Ling covered her mouth and laughed off to the side.
She hadn't been with Feng Lin for long, but she had come to understand him.
He was a man of strict principles.
Even with such a beautiful woman like herself by his side, he hadn't shown a hint of interest, so how could he fancy this ordinary-looking woman?
Without thinking, Feng Lin knew it was the man from before.
But that man wasn't an Ancient Martial Artist.
He was surrounded by ordinary people, and he couldn't pinpoint the man among them.
"You little shit! Impressive, aren't you, getting my sister pregnant, and now here you are on a date with another woman?"
