His gaze swept over the furious members of the Dongfang Family below, and the smile at the corners of his lips deepened:
"Since they like making a scene so much, let them make as big a scene as they want."
"Besides, this is Wenxian Tower! Give Xingluo Yao some face."
Ye Junlin lifted his wine cup, took a small sip, and continued:
"We finally came to Wenxian Tower for a meal. Why let these vermin ruin our mood?"
"Since they dared to provoke us, they should be prepared to pay the price."
"As long as they remain in Qingzhou City, we'll have plenty of time to deal with them. There's no need to rush."
"All right, sit down and keep eating and drinking!"
Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly upon hearing this. "The Lord is absolutely right."
He understood Ye Junlin's thoughts. The Dongfang Family was merely one of the Noble Families of the Great Gan Dynasty. In the eyes of Eternal Night Heaven, they were no different from ants.
Making a move in Wenxian Tower now would only lower themselves. It would be better to let them jump around for a while, then slowly settle the score after the auction ended.
Di Yun and Linghu Chong exchanged a glance before putting down their wine cups and continuing to eat the delicacies on the table.
Since the Lord had spoken, they were naturally happy to sit back and watch the show.
Meanwhile, in another private room on the top floor, a graceful figure stood by the railing.
Xingluo Yao wore a pale-purple dress, her black hair cascading like a waterfall and her beauty peerless.
She held a cup of clear tea in her hand. Her gaze passed through the window lattice and landed on the private room where Ye Junlin and the