Qin Feng gave him another indifferent glance, then ignored him completely, continuing to eat and chat with Dong Haimei.
"..."
Being ignored by this trash once again, Jiang Ziqiu felt as if his heart was being viciously stabbed by a knife.
At this moment.
A commotion suddenly erupted outside.
Jiang Ziqiu stood up, opened the door, and looked out, only to see that the entire hall, with over a hundred people, had gathered around three newcomers.
Out of curiosity, he listened for a bit.
Turns out, those three people had just returned from the Ancient City in the desert!
Jiang Ziqiu was thrilled.
He ran back to Qin Feng and said, "Come on, let's make a bet. I bet you've been talking nonsense just now. If I lose, I'm your grandson! Do you dare to take the bet?!"
At this moment, Dong Haimei frowned and said, "Are you ever going to stop?"
"Just this one time!"
