Yang Yibin watched the crowd eating meat and chatting joyfully, feeling as if he had swallowed a fly in anger, thinking that the one called Xiao Five was intentionally trying to mess with him and deliberately holding him back.
But upon closer inspection, that guy wasn't paying any attention to him. Instead, he really had to go out with them; otherwise, if he walked out alone, he might truly get recognized.
Yang Yibin pressed his abdomen and gritted his teeth; he endured, just a little longer.
After it took so long for the group to finish eating and head back to the entrance, Yang Yibin breathed a sigh of relief. Once he was out, Cloud Fort would eventually be in his grasp, and the humilities he had suffered would be returned one by one.
Cloud Fort would ultimately be his and would be led by him to glory. Those stubborn old fogies, huh.
"Yun Feiyang."
