The life of the rich, Li Yifei stood with his hands behind his back and automatically moved to the back. This was where the bodyguards and mercenaries stayed, almost all with faces from Europe and America, or black guys, each one muscular and broad-shouldered. Li Yifei was already strong enough, but in front of these people, he still seemed rather 'small'.
Of course, if it really came down to a fight, all these people together wouldn't be enough for Li Yifei to handle with one hand, so being big and strong isn't necessarily useful.
In the eyes of these people, Li Yifei seemed like an extra sheep among a pack of wolves, so the looks they gave him were somewhat unfriendly.
Li Yifei didn't act particularly aggressive; regarding these people's unfriendly gazes, he merely smiled faintly, squinting his eyes as he watched the group of princes and royal members exchanging pleasantries in the distance.
