Su Changfeng walked straight to the living room, then to the sofa, and sat down comfortably, saying, "If I wanted to do anything to you, would I waste so many words? Is this person hired by you? He's too weak."
Wei Guanglin's expression grew increasingly somber; he never imagined the expert he hired for a hefty sum would be this incompetent.
"Who exactly are you?" Wei Guanglin asked.
"Su Changfeng, you've probably never heard of me, but perhaps you've heard of the little master of the Ye Family, although I no longer have any ties with them." Su Changfeng shrugged and said.
The name Su Changfeng was not unfamiliar to those in the Capital City, but they never took him seriously. After all, everyone knew that Shangguan Feihong always cared most for the Ye Family's eldest master, Ye Weijun, while Su Changfeng, the younger master, was just a useless figure nobody cared about.
