"You should know that our Young Master hates it most when people joke about this matter."
The guard drew a deep breath, then spoke to Chen Wen.
Chen Wen shrugged. "There are things I naturally know, but since I dared to come, I naturally have confidence."
"Besides, if I were truly lying, I believe Young Master Xiao would see through it at once."
The guard nodded, then said, "Wait here. I'll go in and report this."
Chen Wen smiled. "Sorry for the trouble."
The guard turned to the crowd before him. "All of you, wait here first."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked toward Chen Wen, each with a different expression in their eyes.
They naturally knew it had to be related to what Chen Wen had said.
As for what exactly he had said, they had no way of knowing.
After the guard left, Zhao Hong could not help stepping forward. "Brother Leng, you're no simple man either. Looks like I've latched onto your thigh."
Chen Wen smiled. "It was merely a coincidence. If I offend Young Master Xiao, you'll be implicated too."
Zhao Hong's expression changed. "You're joking, right? You wouldn't do this without confidence."
Chen Wen let out a soft sigh. "You know Young Master Xiao's temperament too. Some things really are hard to say."
Zhao Hong's lips moved, but in the end, he did not say anything.
He had originally wanted to fish some information out of Chen Wen, but now it seemed there was no hope for that.
Just as he had thought, trying to learn anything from Chen Wen was far too difficult.
After thinking it over, he ultimately gave up.
The corner of Chen Wen's lips lifted imperceptibly.
He knew all too well what people like Zhao Hong were thinking.
Of course, such people