Ye Chen, Liu Yingxiong, and Li Yingjie finished their discussions and returned to the King's Feast, where everyone stared at him with peculiar expressions.
It was a look mixed with peeping, reverence, and fear.
Yang Fan had arrived with might but left disheartened, subdued by Ye Chen's domineering presence. This news had spread throughout the entire King's Feast in an extremely short time.
At this moment, Ye Chen was evidently more eye-catching than the host of the King's Feast, Liu Yingxiong.
"Ye Chen, you've successfully pretended to be awesome, and your fame has skyrocketed!" Liu Shihua noticed the awe-filled gazes around him and sighed, "I vaguely remember you coming from the countryside, entering the big city for the first time. Back then, you were such a bumpkin, and now, you've transformed and successfully won over the goddess!"
"Poor me, beautiful beyond comparison, my gorgeous Xinlan has been conquered by a bumpkin!" Liu Shihua sighed leisurely.
