"Did you just give it to Feng Xiangyi of the Earth Class? What's the meaning of this? Do you look down on us in the Heaven Class?!" The newcomer angrily glared at Di Jun, whom he called his son. He gripped his weapon tightly, ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
"Oh, that little gentleman is quite famous, huh? Why don't you learn from his attitude and then come back? We're not your parents, and we owe you nothing. Do you think everyone should revolve around you? Do you think you're the sun?" Luo Qianqian scoffed. "Shiliu, hand out the snacks. Let's take a break!"
"Okay." He Wenyu calmly distributed some dates to everyone, opening a bag that was emptied once everyone took one.
Luo Qianqian delightedly snacked on the dates while looking at the newcomer in red. "This is the first time I feel these taste pretty good."
