Yao Yunqing's heart trembled, and she instinctively gripped Xiao Feng's hand tightly until the warmth from his palm soothed her troubled heart...
"Xiao Feng, I'm sorry, I've dragged you down. You shouldn't have come to the Yao Family with me."
Xiao Feng didn't speak, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd, "Yao Yunqing, I will take you away!"
His voice was as cold as ever, like his broad shoulders, which involuntarily gave a sense of inexplicable comfort...
"Xiao Feng, I admit that you are indeed a genius. A Dark Origin Realm expert so young, there are few in today's world who can compare with you. But a genius is just a genius. Give you a few decades, and perhaps my Yao Family could not handle you, but now, dealing with you is simpler than dealing with an ant!"
Yao Lin laughed wildly, his lips curled in disdain.
In his eyes, Xiao Feng as he was now was not a cause for concern...
