Mo Xiaoman, meanwhile, hurriedly straightened her clothes.
Her cheeks were still flushed, and she shot Lin Feng a somewhat accusing glance, as though blaming him for what had almost happened.
Lin Feng could only shrug helplessly.
It wasn't his fault that she was so beautiful!
With a sigh, he walked toward the entrance, followed closely by Mo Xiaoman.
The moment they stepped outside, they found a group of elderly men waiting for them.
Their expressions were grim, and several of them looked at Lin Feng as though he had personally emptied their family treasuries and refused to pay them back.
At the forefront stood a handsome young man whose expression was considerably colder than those of the elders surrounding him.
The atmosphere was tense, and it was obvious that these people had not come to exchange pleasantries.
Lin Feng glanced at them casually before releasing a wisp of his divine sense.
In an instant, he understood everything.
