Seeing Shen Lang turn to leave just like that, Duanmu Xie, who was standing behind him, was instantly dumbfounded.
"Hey! My Lord, what about me? What about me?!" Duanmu Xie pointed a long-nailed finger at his own nose, as if afraid Shen Lang wouldn't notice his colossal frame.
After waiting for what felt like an eternity, Duanmu Xie had thought everyone else was done and it was finally his turn. He never expected Shen Lang to just get up and prepare to leave.
"What's the matter with you?" Shen Lang asked, turning back.
Duanmu Xie wanted to cry. He was a towering figure standing right here, a whole three zhangs tall, yet he had been completely ignored!
'How could I have so little presence…'
'Is it true that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment?'
'The point is, you gave them so many benefits. You can't just give me nothing at all, right?'
