Especially when she saw Gu Shiyin still engaging with the crowd confidently and diplomatically, Bai Fei became even angrier and shouted once more:
"I, I won't allow you to distort the hist..."
Just as Bai Fei was about to gather his strength and assert his masculinity, ready to fiercely refute this White Lotus and make Zuzi behind the Jade Coffin admire him.
Feng Tang, who had just reached the entrance of the small tomb chamber, paused his steps and turned his head, frowning. In a strong voice, he raised his tone a few degrees and said, "What American history? This is clearly the tomb of our Empire's ancestors, how did it become America's?"
Poor Bai Fei's little voice was drowned out once again, and he swallowed his frustration: "Damn, that's what I was about to say too..."
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn back to Feng Tang.
Only Yin Hu noticed Bai Fei and was surprised: "Mr. Bai, what are you doing here?"
