Three Entry Quotas

"He? He won't be doing too well," Lu Feng said with a cold laugh. "My friend has always had a terrible temper. He cannot stand seeing anyone hurt me. Whoever harms me, he'll make sure they die without even ashes left behind."

Through this probing line of questioning, Lu Feng became even more certain that Evil Yin Grand Duke had been sent by Chu Xuanhe.

Chu Xuanhe's expression, meanwhile, turned even uglier, his heart growing increasingly uneasy. He still held some fear toward the likes of Evil Yin Grand Duke, let alone someone capable of wiping out Evil Yin Grand Duke.

If "Lin Liyun" truly had such a figure behind him, then he was indeed worth taking seriously.

Chu Youren also understood the implication behind Lu Feng's words at this moment. His eyes filled with dread, and when he looked at "Lin Liyun" again, he no longer dared show such blatant contempt and mockery.

This scene instead left Zhong Sanxiao, Lin Bairu, and the others completely baffled. No matter how they racked their brains, they could not understand why the Chu Family members' expressions had suddenly worsened, nor did they know who the friend "Lin Liyun" spoke of was.

But with what Chu Xuanhe said next, none of that mattered anymore.

After privately conferring with the three elders once more, Chu Xuanhe unexpectedly agreed to Lu Feng's request and granted the third quota.

Of everyone present, only Lu Feng knew that Chu Xuanhe's actions clearly stemmed from fear and guilt.

In truth, Chu Xuanhe's thoughts were exactly as Lu Feng had anticipated. It was not the Lin Family that he feared, but the nonexistent friend Lu Feng had mentioned. He was afraid that such an expert might vent his anger upon the Chu Family over the matter of Evil Yin