Lai Jianlin's sword-like eyebrows furrowed lightly, his gaze clear and cold. Taking his siblings to the restaurant for a meal, they were being watched by others. It's one thing for those people on the second floor to make noise while eating in private rooms, but what were they doing crowding at their door?
"Ah ah ah, the most handsome man is looking over here, my heart is racing!"
"Oh my, I'm going to faint!"
The women watching the doorway blushed with admiration as they stared at Lai Jianlin. Even though his gaze was icy cold, it didn't intimidate them; rather, his cool demeanor seemed to symbolize the confidence and arrogance unique to an Immortal.
The stronger a person is, the more entitled they are to be arrogant. Just like those wealthy young masters and mistresses; aren't they seen as confident and arrogant in the eyes of ordinary people?
