"Thank you, Senior Lin Feng! My clan will surely prepare everything perfectly!" The old man bowed repeatedly, his face filled with excitement.
The representatives of the other clans, however, were left staring at him with envy. They had all come with the same purpose, yet Lin Feng had chosen their rival instead.
"Damn it…"
"If only our invitation had been accepted."
"What exactly did they do to convince Senior Lin Feng?"
The representatives could only grit their teeth in frustration.
None of them could possibly know that Lin Feng had not accepted the invitation because of their wealth, influence, or flattering attitude.
He had simply followed a faint thread of fate.
And somewhere within that clan, a woman who would eventually become deeply connected to Lin Feng was waiting for their paths to cross.
***
"Welcome to the Lin Clan, Senior Lin Feng!" An old servant stood at the entrance and respectfully cupped his fists as Lin Feng's carriage arrived.
