Yang Lianfeng was not at all embarrassed. He brushed his hand through his sparse hair and had a look of awe.
"Who didn't have the dream of being a martial arts hero? Back in my day... wait... we are out of time..."
He pointed to his students, "Remember what I said!"
Then, as if his shoes were oiled, he dashed off right away.
Everyone else in the room erupted into laughter. But because they had built a deep friendship with this brother of theirs, nobody dared to make too much noise.
Luo Chen turned around and looked proud, "See, Qingqing, see how popular and in-demand Feng Ci's books are?"
Qiao Qing, "..."
Thanks for complimenting me.
By 13:30, everyone had quieted down.
Before long, the room turned clamorous again.
"****! It froze! I knew it would!"
"Goddamn, the website shut me out!"
"Why are so many people online right now? There is no hope for me again this time!"
