Luo Feng listened to the surrounding discussions, shaking his head and chuckling. These people seemed to have already determined that no one from the Four Great Academies could compete for the Martial Champion's list.
At that time, I'm afraid you'll all be surprised… Luo Feng mumbled to himself, sipping his tea.
"Young Master, your food and drinks."
Footsteps sounded as the waiter brought the food and drink to the table.
Luo Feng nodded, reining in his thoughts. He stopped paying attention to the others' comments and began to eat heartily.
"Waiter!"
Suddenly, an angry shout came from a private room.
Hearing the voice, Luo Feng's eyebrows shot up; it sounded familiar.
It could be just a coincidence, though…
Thinking it unlikely to encounter acquaintances in such a remote place, Luo Feng shook his head and dismissed the thought.
"Coming!"
The waiter gave Luo Feng an apologetic smile, then hurried towards the private room.
