Meanwhile, Qing Lin also noticed his unhappiness. She immediately reached out with her delicate jade hand and gently stroked Lin Feng's back.
At the same time, she did not forget to comfort him. "Young Master, it's okay. If there's a chance later, Qing Lin will help you get revenge."
As she spoke, Qing Lin waved her little hand, her expression adorably fierce.
"Haha, little girl, it's fine. If I run into him next time, your man will beat him until he shits and pisses himself."
Seeing how cute Qing Lin was, Lin Feng immediately swept away his earlier anger and reached out to pinch the girl's smooth, pretty cheek.
"Hehe, Young Master, pinch it a little longer."
Seeing Lin Feng brighten up while her little face was being pinched, Qing Lin hurriedly presented her delicate oval face so that Lin Feng could play with it more easily.
Lin Feng could not help but feel deep affection for her actions.
This girl was truly too foolish.
As the two spoke, they arrived before the pavilion known as the Ancient Treasure Pavilion.
Then, with a flick of his finger, Lin Feng sent a streak of red light shooting from his sleeve toward the two old men.
One of the old men swiftly caught the red glint, which immediately transformed into a red jade invitation.
"Please."
After receiving the red light, the two expressionless old men showed no reaction. Their cloudy eyes swept over Old Yao's group before one of them spoke in a hoarse voice.
As he spoke, the other old man waved his sleeve, and two black streaks shot separately toward Lin Feng and Qing Lin.
They then hovered before them, transforming into pitch-black cloaks.
Having read the original novel, Lin Feng naturally knew the purpose of these black cloaks. He