Although Alfonso was panicked, he wasn't beyond stupid.

He had just heard the waiter say something about "young master," and the little wild child also mentioned to Yang Zhenlan that "they were invited here." What exactly is going on?

Could it be that the little bastard has climbed onto the high branch of some young master, and that person has brought them here?

Alfonso couldn't understand it at all, but Zuoqiu Bin, who was wearing a fishtail skirt beside him, pinched him first, her eyes filled with warning.

"Alfonso, what are you spacing out for? Who did you just say? Who is here?"

She didn't recognize Tongsu and Yang's mother, and only thought that her fiancé was staring blankly at another girl in front of her. At this moment, she became even more annoyed.

Alfonso finally snapped out of his daze and looked up to notice that, with the commotion they were causing, most of the people in the exhibition hall had taken notice of them, their gazes filled with scrutiny, ridicule, and curiosity.

Even in the distance, on the stairs, security guards and bodyguards were clearing the way, as if some important person was preparing to come down.

"Don't think you can sneak into the exhibition just because you've latched onto some powerful figure. People who willingly offer themselves up to be playthings for wealth and status are looked down upon no matter where they are!"

Zuoqiu Bin looked at Tong Su's unremarkable casual attire, a flash of contempt crossing his eyes, and his words became increasingly sarcastic.

Even if someone is good-looking, they're still someone else's plaything.

And Alfonso too, they're about to get engaged, and he's staring at other little bitches, what's he looking at?!

Yang's mother didn't actually know Alfonso. At this moment, she thought that her shabby appearance had attracted ridicule. She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. She was afraid that they would call security guards to beat her up. She was scared, but she still stretched out her arms and tried her best to protect Tongsu.

"us--"

Alfonso whispered to Zuoqiu Bin, "Let's just get rid of them. I still need to take you upstairs to see the legendary dagger with a 100% mental capacity. Why waste time with them?"

Hearing her fiancé's coaxing words, Zuoqiu Bin's worries eased, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face: "Okay."

She immediately turned her head, looking at Tongsu and Yang's mother with disgust, and said impatiently, "What do you mean, 'you'! What are you people doing here? Get out of here! Don't you see that some important people are coming? Do I have to call security to kick you out?"

Yang's mother looked grim. Although she was timid, how could she bear to see others humiliating her daughter?

She mustered her courage and said, "Madam, what right do you have to have us kicked out? We came in with invitations, why can't we stay here?"

Zuoqiu Bin chuckled: "An invitation? What's that! Do you know who I am? I'm from the Zuoqiu family! The person in charge of this exhibition is my great-uncle! What's my status, and what's yours? If I tell you to leave, you have to leave!"

With a smug smile, she waved her hand in the distance: "Security! Come here and kick them out!"

The security guards scattered around immediately gathered around with unfriendly expressions.

Xuan Ting's eyes darkened, and he placed his hand on his sword. His spiritual power seeped into it like silk threads, and his killing intent emanated from it. He was ready to draw his sword and wreak havoc at any moment!

Yang's mother was furious and helpless. She could only stand in front of her daughter, preparing to protect her if the security guards came to arrest her.

Just then.

A slow, leisurely voice rang out.

"So, according to Miss Zuoqiu, as long as my status and backing are stronger than yours, if I tell you to leave, you and your fiancé will have to obediently be kicked out?"