Long Jiu's face froze. He forced himself to stare at Lin Feng for a moment, then slowly nodded and gritted his teeth as he walked out of the private room.
As soon as Long Jiu left, Cao Ying spoke up subconsciously, "Lin Feng, I think that guy's got something off about him…"
Lin Feng was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected Cao Ying to say that out of nowhere, and a curious look appeared on his face. "How did you tell something's wrong with him?"
Cao Ying arched her brows smugly. "Don't underestimate me… Ever since I was a kid, my dad's been teaching me how to read people—how to see what they're thinking when they talk! My dad's really good at it. I'm not as skilled as he is, but I can still roughly guess someone's thoughts from their expression and body language! That guy just now, on the surface he looked super respectful and even scared of you, but when he was kneeling on the floor, his back was ramrod straight. That's where the problem is!"
