Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...
"Mr. Lin, I'm so sorry!"
"Let's go! Let's go inside quickly!"
With that, Wei Qingcheng went in first, and then, under her guidance, Lin Jinglong and his group sat down in the first row of seats.
Wang Lang was sitting several dozen meters away.
"I never expected this kid to have offended so many important figures!"
"See those gentlemen? They came all the way from Kyoto!"
"Their identities are terrifyingly powerful!"
Several figures whispered among themselves.
"What? From Kyoto?" One of them stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.
"So what? I even heard that this kid beat up those big shots from Kyoto!"
"Is this really true?"
"Holy crap! He really dares to do that?"
The group exchanged bewildered glances, each seeing a hint of shock in the other's eyes.
Lin Jinglong, however, did not care at all about the opinions of those around him.
As time passed, more and more people gathered in the fifth-floor lobby.
Within ten minutes, thousands of people poured into the hall.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively!
"Mr. Lin, our Guwenxuan has prepared ten precious treasures today!"
"There's one more treasured item I've been keeping hidden away!"
"I wonder if there's anything you'd like to see?" Wei Qingcheng said with a smile.
"oh?"
"I have a very good eye! I'm also good at picking things out!"
"I hope Guwenxuan won't let me down!"
Amidst a lively atmosphere, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam and high heels gracefully walked up from below the stage with elegant dance moves.