To Liu Feiying, this was rather amusing.
But to Yang Chen, it was equally hilarious.
Many times, when you seriously stated a fact, some people instead treated you as if you were joking.
That was precisely the situation he faced now.
Everyone thought he had lost his mind and gone mad, saying such things. After all, Liu Feiying lived here; this was her residence, an ironclad fact.
Yet Yang Chen remained expressionless. "I am not joking with you."
"I think there really is something wrong with this kid's head."
Liu Feiying was growing increasingly angry. If Yang Chen had spoken in a furious tone, she would have been pleased, because she would have clearly seen that Yang Chen had already lost in his struggle against her.
But Yang Chen was serious—extremely serious.
What did that mean?
It meant that Yang Chen simply did not think there was anything wrong with a single word he had said.
How could Liu Feiying not be enraged by that?
Could she not even prove that her own residence belonged to her? What a joke.
"Go call my master!" Liu Feiying shouted angrily.
"Miss Liu, there is no need for that, is there? To prove this place is yours, we can simply call the Enforcement Team. If we call your master over, this matter will become a huge uproar..." The other core disciples were stunned. If they truly summoned Liu Feiying's master, things would become serious.
After all, her master was an Enlightenment Stage expert.
"There are some things I do not wish to repeat a second time." Liu Feiying's tone was icy.
Indeed, calling her master would blow this matter up.
But today, she wanted to make a big scene of it. She wanted Yang Chen to know her deterrent power and her standing