Shen Feng asked the waiter to bring a new set of bowl and chopsticks, casually eating the dishes that had just been served.
When his gaze settled on Zhao Lesheng and Zhao Bingren, the father and son's hearts began to beat faster and faster, nearly jumping out of their throats.
"Who will go fetch the Tri-flower Fruit for me?" Shen Feng asked offhandedly.
After a moment's hesitation, Zhao Lesheng said, "I will go get it for you."
Shen Feng nodded and inquired about the distance to the Zhao Family, made an estimate in his mind, and said, "If you don't show up here in forty-five minutes, then I believe you know what the outcome for these people will be."
After speaking, he waved his hand, signaling that Zhao Lesheng could leave.
Looking at Zhao Bingren and Zheng Mengping, Zhao Lesheng walked out of the banquet hall, his anger burning inside. He was curious to see how much longer this brat could strut around after the experts from Wutian Sect arrived.
