"Thank you for your kindness, young master Hai, but no need. I have things to attend to," Lin Zifeng smiled slightly and quickly left the scene with Hai Zhilan.
He couldn't stay here for long; he had just spotted young heirs from the Shangguan, Nolan, and Ouyang families. Besides, he came to figure out what kind of person Hai Wuyan really was.
Now he understood, just from the way this guy spoke and his casual actions.
Lin Zifeng could already picture it in his mind.
"Brother Lin, are we really just leaving like this?" For Hai Zhilan, this was the first time he'd seen his brother being persuasive, and his heart warmed instantly, feeling a surge of familial affection. At that moment, he really wanted to stay…
"Do you want to keep getting metaphorically slapped in the face?" Lin Zifeng glanced at him indifferently, then turned and walked away coldly. This Hai Zhilan is just too cowardly.
Lin Zifeng started to doubt whether this coward could even be trained...
