"I wish I were even half as impressive as Young Master Lin Feng…" one man muttered, unable to hide the envy in his eyes.
"Same… just look at him," another added with a bitter smile. "Status, strength, and beauties! He has everything!"
"Hmph, both of you should take a good look at yourselves first," a third man scoffed, clearly annoyed. "You're just toads dreaming of eating swan meat."
"That's easy for you to say!" the first man snapped back. "If you had his face and his ability, you'd be doing the exact same thing!"
The surrounding group chuckled, though not without a hint of tension.
"Still…" someone else spoke up more thoughtfully, "there's a reason he stands where he does. It's not just luck. A man like him doesn't simply gather such women without the strength to back it up."
"That's true," another nodded. "Do you really think those women would follow someone weak? Especially ones like them?"
