Ning Fan stood quietly aside watching them play, not understanding why they enjoyed it so much, while the people around them took a step back as Ning Fan and his companions approached.
"Why are you stepping back?"
Ning Fan noticed their actions, frowned, and asked. It made them appear like tyrants patrolling the streets.
The people exchanged glances and cautiously replied.
"We're just afraid of upsetting you."
After all, this was someone who had defeated numerous big names in the martial arts tournament.
Defeating the big names meant this person was even stronger, right?
So facing Ning Fan, they dared not do anything else.
Afraid of unknowingly upsetting the big shot.
Ning Fan waved his hand nonchalantly; the gazes of these people suffocated him. Originally, he came out to play happily, but now he could only stand there with a blank expression, exuding cold air.
Unlike Ning Fan, as soon as Charles returned, he was furious, directly throwing tables and chairs to the ground.
