Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 838 Who Does Ye Wenhui Think He Is?

"I'm sorry, but I don't recognize your young master here," Shen Wanjun politely apologized and gracefully stood up, leaving.

Upon hearing this, the heads of the wealthy families behind him also began sneering, expressing their displeasure.

"Huh, who is this Ye Wenhui? Do you know him?"

"I agree. Who does he think he is, thinking we came out of respect for him?"

"Nowadays, anyone would use Mr. Shen's name to deceive people. These people are shameless."

Boom!

Does Ye Wenhui really not know Shen Wanjun? But how is that possible? Who invited Shen Wanjun, then?!

The Ye family members were shocked and suddenly became the center of discussion, feeling utterly humiliated.

Ye Wenhui buried his head even further, wishing he could find a hole to hide in, like an ostrich.

On the other hand, Ye Rongcheng glared at his grandson, indicating that he would settle the score with him later.

Then, with a forced expression, he said to Shen Wanjun, "Mr. Shen, I apologize for the abruptness. Please, take a seat."

The Xue couple quickly added, "Yes, Mr. Shen, have a seat. We've prepared this spot especially for you."

They gestured to the seat right in the center. Undoubtedly, the seat was reserved for the most distinguished and highest-status individual in the room. However, Shen Wanjun shook his head, intriguingly saying, "No, thank you. I'm not yet qualified to take that seat."

"Where will you sit then?"

Amidst the Ye family's bewilderment, Shen Wanjun scanned the room and caught sight of Chu Feng, who smiled and nodded at him, all the way to the back of the crowd. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Shen Wanjun's eyes immediately lit up, and he laughed. "I'll sit here."

"We'll sit here too."

The other family heads also spotted Chu Feng, becoming extremely excited. They rushed over in a swarm, and even when no more seats were available, a few of them grabbed stools and gathered enthusiastically around Chu Feng, completely disregarding their image.

This…

The Ye family members were all dumbfounded.

The Xue couple were also stumped. "Old Master Ye, what's up with Mr. Shen and the family heads? Why would they sit in the back with the lower-status people, leaving the obviously superior seats empty?"

"Perhaps important figures prefer to keep a low profile." Ye Rongcheng solemnly analyzed, "Mr. Shen has been in the spotlight too often recently. I reckon he wants to be more low-key and avoid drawing too much attention."

"Touche." Xue Changfeng agreed. "So, this is Mr. Shen's generosity, considering fame and wealth as fleeting. We still need to cultivate such a mindset."

The Ye family members were deeply inspired, their faces filled with admiration. Little did they know that Shen Wanjun and the wealthy family heads cared little about the concepts of 'low-key' and 'generosity.' They chose to sit at the back simply because Chu Feng was there.

After all, he was the majestic Dragon Soul Warlord, a hero honored by the nation! Having the opportunity to know such a legendary figure. What did it matter if they had to sit with ordinary people? Even if they had to sit in a latrine, they would do it with enthusiasm and joy.

Unfortunately, the Ye family members were blissfully unaware, unable to see through this facade. They continued to bask in the glory of their presumed intelligence, feeling uplifted.

Just as the Ye family members were still recovering from the shock of Shen Wanjun's arrival, another loud announcement echoed, "Governor Guan Ping An from Xi Ye Province is here!"