Long Ling seemed as though he didn't see Nian Bing at all, his gaze still fixed straight ahead. Li Duo and Feng Yun both nodded at Nian Bing, but no one said anything. Nian Bing, being as clever as he was, of course knew where his cold reception had come from, but it didn't bother him. He just sat there waiting for dinner while looking around.
Feng Nu and Zi Qingmeng were at a table not far off. At this point, Zi Qingjian had also stepped in and took a seat beside Feng Nu. Nian Bing was very calm, not only in appearance but also in his heart. He was contemplating his situation in the process of magical cultivation, not bothered in the least about the present awkward atmosphere.