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Atop the main hall, three people watched Lin Huaigou's retreating figure and didn't know what to say.
It had to be said, Lin Huaigou really had an excessively high opinion of himself, or perhaps years of relying on his seniority had made him unable to grasp his true position.
Although Feng Chaonan was of the Innate Realm, with his status and position, Lin Huaigou turning his nose up at him was truly picking the wrong person.
"Old fart, you won't die a good death." Feng Chaonan's face darkened like the bottom of a pot, and in his heart, he had already sentenced Lin Huaigou to death.
Seeing the atmosphere suddenly turn tense, Ping Er also displayed remarkable insight, "Your Highness, after my previous fight with Kuang Yuan, my injuries haven't healed. I need to take some time to recuperate, please forgive my discourtesy!"
"Ping Shaohua, you're too polite. Since you're injured, it's best you go recover quickly," Feng Chaonan said with a forced smile.
