Having said that,
Qin Feng casually waved his hand and walked out.
Dong Haimei stared at his departing figure, feeling a wave of astonishment.
Jiang Ziqiu grumbled from beside, "Hmph, I really can't stand that bastard's arrogance. He's just a hotel lobby manager, a door-to-door failure, yet he acts as if nobody is worth his eyes."
"He... knows Shifang Taoist?"
Dong Haimei was confused at this moment.
"It's not possible. If he knew Shifang Taoist, how could he be holed up in Little Lake City and still work at a hotel? Moreover, he's a disgraceful door-to-door failure."
Jiang Ziqiu sneered with disdain.
Dong Haimei then said, "Then why did Wang Zanggu treat him with so much respect?"
"This…"
Jiang Ziqiu didn't know how to explain.
On the night of the concert, everyone thought that Qin Feng would surely be eliminated by Wang Zanggu, especially since even the respected figure worshipped by the Dong Family said that they couldn't stop Wang Zanggu.
