Dashing Fortress bustled with voices; the spectators who came today were not pampered with yesterday's treatment.
The spare rings had been dismantled, and all the private rooms were torn down; the entire thousand-acre farmland area became an open space. Standing atop Dashing Fortress, one could take in everything around, ensuring there were no blind spots in all directions.
Pang Feng and others sat where the private rooms were yesterday, and the atmosphere among the crowd was quite bizarre.
Chen Ping looked at Pang Feng, his teeth itching with hatred. He wished he could kick Pang Feng away, but deep down, he couldn't bear to part with Binbin.
Binbin was undoubtedly the most charming, most elegant woman he had ever met in his life. His heart had throbbed the moment he first saw her, and after yesterday's encounter, every frown and smile, every gesture of Binbin had made him smitten.
