As soon as Ning Dai's words fell, a swarm of media rushed towards them. The bodyguards brought by Rong Zheng quickly isolated them, and he and Rong Ni instinctively protected Lan Jin tightly, completely ignoring Ning Dai as they walked straight into a luxurious and spacious resting room.
As soon as they entered the resting room, Rong Zheng's face darkened completely. He furrowed his brows and said, "How come there are so many media present?"
Rong Ni said irritably, "Do we even need to ask? It's definitely that bastard Beigong's doing, afraid that no one will know he's certain to win this competition!"
Rong Zheng glanced at Lan Jin's delicate, flawless face, void of any expression, and his gaze softened. He said, "I think it's better if we don't play after all. I don't want the rights to develop that land. Let's just concede it to Beigong Yiteng."
