"Who are you?" Liu Chengye asked cautiously, obviously not quite believing Qin Ruoyun's words.
"Dad, who cares who she is? Anyone who can hang out with Lin Feng can't be from the royal family. At most, she's like Lu Yuxin, no need to be afraid of her," Liu Zhihao reasoned quite assuredly.
It wasn't that he looked down on Qin Ruoyun but rather on Lin Feng, thinking that someone of Lin Feng's status could only ever mingle with small-time local businessmen at best.
But obviously, Liu Chengye's memory was a bit better than Liu Zhihao's; he still remembered the scene at the auction where a mysterious person had won the Phoenix Bloodstone for Lin Feng.
He had not yet had the chance to probe further when a group of people hurried over, and the Liu father and son immediately recognized the leader as Shen Wanzhang.
