"Ah, City Lord Chu Feng, the college entrance examination hasn't ended yet. Why are you so angry? Did your child not do well in the exam?" Yan Zhantian strode into Chu Feng's room and asked with a smile.
When Chu Feng heard this, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
He squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying.
"Lord Fire God, why have you come? Aren't you supposed to continue watching from the spectator stands?" Chu Feng asked respectfully.
Yan Zhantian looked at Chu Feng's expression and said with a smile, "I've already seen the interesting parts. There doesn't seem to be much worth watching at the moment."
Hearing this, the corners of Chu Feng's eyes twitched.
After all, his son was in the middle of the assessment right now, and Yan Zhantian actually said that there was nothing worth watching?
Chu Feng almost couldn't control his anger.
