Ding Yuening sat in the corner, holding White Cat. When she heard Luo Fan say, "Don't worry, I'll take action," she couldn't help curling her lip.
"Show-off!"
She still seemed annoyed by everything about Luo Fan and grumbled irritably, "Even Han Xiangdong doesn't show off as much as he does!"
Her voice wasn't quiet, so naturally, everyone in the hall heard her clearly.
Luo Fan glanced at her without speaking.
He found her annoying, but he felt arguing with her would be a complete waste of his energy.
Ding Wanning frowned slightly and glanced at Ding Yuening, but didn't reprimand her on the spot.
She turned to Luo Fan, her tone sincere. "Mr. Luo, we've all heard of your reputation on the Sequence User Forum. I also witnessed your spar with Zhi Zhou a few days ago. You truly live up to your reputation. For this Beast Tide, the Holy City needs powerful people like you."
She paused, then looked at Han Xiangdong. "The same goes for you, Mr. Han."
Han Xiangdong nodded without saying much.
Still, Ding Yuening could criticize Luo Fan if she wanted, but why did she have to throw in a compliment for him?
Being praised didn't make Han Xiangdong feel the least bit pleased. Instead, the way Ding Yuening praised him while putting Luo Fan down left him feeling rather awkward toward Luo Fan.
Ding Wanning rose. "Everyone, go back and prepare. In three days, we may have a tough battle ahead."
Everyone gradually dispersed.
Luo Fan left the City Lord's Manor with An Xiaoran, Mo Yuling, and Ai Si, heading toward the Middle Ring.
The atmosphere in the Middle Ring had already changed.
There were several times more guards patrolling the streets than usual.
Some people were moving sandbags, others were reinforcing the