The surroundings were suddenly as quiet as greetings. After all, a person's name is like a tree's shadow. The two words "Feng Ye" have already explained everything in Haidong.

Brother Dong, on the other hand, covered his chin and pointed his finger at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen instantly became the focus of the audience, and countless eyes looked at Luo Chen with pity and pity.

Some people gloated about the misfortune, and some even showed disdain.

Because obviously things don't need to get so serious.

But Luo Chen refused to give in and decided to make things worse.

Jiang Tongran held Luo Chen's hand tightly, her eyes filled with despair.

The expressions of gloating on the faces of Han Feiyu and others became increasingly intense.

"Master Feng, that's him!" Brother Dong also looked at Luo Chen expectantly.

"What? You stopped talking?"

"Weren't you very arrogant just now?"

"Weren't you still arrogant just now?" "Aren't you trying to vent your anger on this woman? Then come on?" Brother Dong sneered at Luo Chen.
Chapter completed!