Lin Feng took off his hood, pulled a tea set from his storage space, and set it on a tall table nearby. He leisurely poured himself a cup.
Li Xieqian was still outside giving his speech, and who knew how long he would go on? Lin Feng might as well have some tea.
He had considered inviting the other two Black Robes to join him, hoping to get friendly and find out whether they knew anything about the special selection.
But after thinking about Shanhai's persona, he promptly gave up on the idea. He would drink alone.
He had barely taken two sips when a shadow suddenly fell over him.
Hmm?
Lin Feng looked up in confusion and met a pair of eyes filled with disgust for him.
Was it the man among the Black Robes who had come in with him?
Lin Feng tilted his head. What did I do to get a look like that?
"Kid, you haven't even been with the Gold-Silver Tree for a year, have you?"
The male Black Robe standing before Lin Feng spoke.
Lin Feng glanced at the insignia on the man's chest. It was the same rank as the one on his own clothes.
"Kid, I'm talking to you!"
"Don't you know the rules here?!" When Lin Feng said nothing, the male Black Robe took two aggressive steps closer.
His larger-than-average, burly frame made him imposing at such close range.
"Oh? What rules?" Lin Feng asked slowly, his brows drawing together.
The man was too close. His breath was practically hitting Lin Feng's face, and it was getting annoying.
"What rules?"
"Here, anyone of a lower rank has to wait before sitting down. And at the same rank, anyone without enough seniority has to wait too."
"Besides, Lord Li hasn't come in