"Brother Jia, calm down! Calm down!"
Ouyang Yu hurriedly grabbed Jia Lang's arm and shook his head desperately at him, lowering his voice, "Brother Jia, this is, after all, the Ouyang Family's place. Please give this younger brother some face. In a moment, I will find a way to deal with this kid myself. Please, Brother Jia, be a bit more patient."
"Fine! Brother Ouyang, I'm doing this to give you face!" Jia Lang glared fiercely at Ling Feng, then immediately turned around and walked out of the Treasure Hall. Passing by Lin Xian'er, he paused for a moment and patiently said, "Xian'er, you..."
"Young Master Jia should go by himself. With my frail appearance and lowly status, I'm not worthy to accompany Mr. Lin. Also, please address me as Miss Lin in the future. We are not that familiar with each other."
Lin Xian'er had completely seen through Jia Lang's character and no longer wished to feign politeness with him.