Wu Zhen, who had been standing behind Wu Qiong all this time, was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground, completely unaware of when Fang Lin had appeared.
Cheng Jinhai felt the same, his complexion suddenly changed upon seeing Fang Lin appear here, without seeing how he came in, as if he had materialized out of thin air.
However, Cheng Jinhai was also secretly relieved, thankful that he had not loosened his tongue, otherwise, he feared that he would have been overheard by Master Fang.
Wu Qiong's face darkened, and the cold smile on his face grew even denser.
"My shoulders are not for just anyone to touch," Wu Qiong said with a smile on his lips, yet his tone carried a deep chill.
Fang Lin, with a smile in his eyes, softly voiced an "oh", then forcefully pressed down on Wu Qiong's hand.
