Lin Tian's demeanor remained as usual, composed as he followed Mengg Zhao out of the villa.
The members of the Zhangsun family in the living room all drew a sharp breath, looking at the retreating figure of Lin Tian and shaking their heads incessantly.
Their gazes towards Lin Tian were as if they were looking at a dead man.
"Is he an idiot, not even knowing who Mengg Zhao is?"
"Who knows? Maybe he's a country bumpkin who's never seen the world, thinking Mengg Zhao really wants to go out and chat with him!"
"Zihui isn't stopping him, does she want him to be sent to his death?"
"Forget it, it's fine if he gets crippled, he's anyway not worthy of Zihui!"
Many people in the Zhangsun family's living room started discussing in low voices.
Especially the younger members of the family, they were incessant in their chatter.
Changsun Jun's face darkened, his authoritative gaze sweeping across the crowd, instantly silencing everyone.
