An invisible ripple spread outward from Grant and Yan Bing, as if someone had hit mute. Wherever it passed, everyone consciously fell silent, their attention focusing here. Qin Fen once again became the center of attention. He seemed destined to dominate every scene; whenever Big Chef appeared, he was inevitably at the heart of the storm. That was just how damn impressive he was.
Everyone looked at Qin Fen with the same thought: You really didn't know him? Then hadn't those two just spent all that time talking complete nonsense?
Grant's attempt to smooth things over for Yan Bing rested on one solid foundation: the three of them knew each other. If they knew each other, then friends exchanging greetings was understandable. But if they didn't know each other, then the conversation between those two would become a damn farce all over again.
So when Qin Fen asked, "And you are?" everyone instinctively thought, Grant, you're stirring up trouble again. They clearly didn't know each other. As they thought that, they looked toward the man and woman—Qin Fen and the Queen Mother. Well then, Yan Bing's face was green again.
It really had all been for nothing. Grant hadn't expected Qin Fen to hit him with that line right away. His mind instantly became a mess. How the hell was he supposed to save this now?
Yan Bing was dumbfounded too. He had only just started recovering from the breath of relief he'd let out when someone smacked him over the head again. His brain was still spinning.
Qin Fen couldn't be blamed for this. Back in Sanya, he had only caught a brief glimpse of Yan Bing. Unlike Yan Bing, who had continued keeping an eye on Big Chef afterward because of other matters, Qin Fen still hadn't fully