Ren Feng stood up, his expression calm: "I come when I want, leave when I want, why should I listen to your arrangements?"
Besides, he really had no interest in playing along with Song Ziwu and the others. In his eyes, this so-called Suhang Four Young Masters had seen nothing, just playing petty games.
"Are you scared? Honestly admitting it is not a shame." The man continued to mock.
"Why should I be scared? I walk right up to you now, and you still can't do anything to me." Ren Feng calmly headed towards the outside.
"Hey, you're not allowed to leave." The man panicked.
"Why can't I leave?"
The man was at a loss for words; he couldn't possibly tell Ren Feng that his lackeys hadn't arrived yet, so he should obediently wait until they came to beat him up before he could leave?
Ren Feng's lips curved into a slight smile: "Do you think I am waiting for your people to arrive to beat me up?"
"So what if it is?" the man said coldly.
