Cheng Fei picked up the token, and took out another identical piece from his pocket to fit them together seamlessly.
Then, Cheng Fei threw the token to Qin Yi, "Hold it well, don't let anyone snatch it away again."
Qin Yi could hear the sarcasm in Cheng Fei's words, but he didn't mind and smiled, "Thanks for the reminder."
"Follow me." Cheng Fei saw his sarcasm had no effect on Qin Yi, his expression became increasingly displeased.
To Cheng Fei, a man should act like a man; if not overflowing with presence, at least have acceptable cultivation. But Qin Yi obviously did not fall into this category, looking bewitchingly handsome, with no Qi fluctuation, seemingly a talker making a living.
Qin Yi smiled helplessly, how could he not notice Cheng Fei's dislike towards him? He shook his head and followed Cheng Fei to the main hall.
Cheng Fei sat grandly in the main seat, waved, and said, "Please sit."
Qin Yi took a seat, and a maid served tea.
"All of you, leave."
