Blake Lin's status is far above everyone else; the Ju family simply isn't qualified to provoke him.
Forget about him setting up a tea table and drinking there—if he put up a barbecue grill and started roasting food with friends, Grandpa Ju would still turn a blind eye.
Some rules are made for the weak.
"They're not looking at us anymore."
Logan Lu relaxed as soon as Grandpa Ju turned his gaze away, feeling a bit surprised inside: "After all these days, Grandpa Ju only now noticed us."
"No one else even knows we're sitting here. That's pretty insane, honestly."
He glanced at Blake Lin, sounding a bit flattering but not too obvious.
Blake Lin didn't say much, just shook his head: "He's not the first one to spot us. Honestly, sitting here is pretty relaxing."
"Not the first one to spot us?"
Logan Lu was stunned: "Then who was the first to notice us?"
I've been sitting here for days, and I haven't seen anyone look our way. And let me tell you, I paid close attention to everyone who came in.
Even when those four Nightstar instructors came in, none of them looked in our direction.
As Logan Lu kept talking, he was about to ramble on when he suddenly noticed Blake Lin's gaze was fixed on Master Lin from Seacrest.
He thought of something and instinctively asked, "The first person who spotted us—is it Master Lin from Seacrest?"
That can't be right. I've been watching him since he walked in—he hasn't glanced our way even once.
Logan Lu didn't really believe it.
Master Lin from Seacrest is definitely a young expert—a true powerhouse. But compared to him, Logan still feels Blake Lin is much stronger.
Besides, Logan never felt any sign of Master Lin from Seacrest looking their way.
Don't just look at the surface.
Blake Lin shook his head, not directly responding to Logan Lu.