"Other than being a slightly better driver and a bit better at fighting than the average person, there's nothing impressive about him," Nangong Yi said.
Nalan Feng nodded but remained doubtful. "Then how did he get in? My father owns this Gambling Stone Field, and tonight's grand opening was by invitation only for a select group of people. You can't get in without a certain status."
"He could have sneaked in," Nangong Yi suggested.
"But there are security guards all around," Nalan Feng countered.
"Like I said, he's a better fighter than most. With his skills, dodging security wouldn't be difficult," Nangong Yi said, glancing at Nalan Feng. "So? How do you want to handle this?"
"This Gambling Stone Field belongs to my family. If I tell him to get out, he has to get out," Nalan Feng said with a smile. "If I tell him to scram in front of everyone, he'll be the laughingstock of all of Yang City."
"Yes, yes, yes," a voice from the crowd chimed in.
