By the time Chen Feng walked out from the Heir Hall, the sky had turned dark. There, three cultivators in bright yellow magic robes were waiting for Chen Feng.

“It’s the guys from Fairbright Club again.” Chen Feng felt somewhat troubled. Why are they being so problematic? All I want is to quietly cultivate. I have no desire to constantly get bothered by others.

“You are Chen Feng?” said one of them, a hint of anger in his voice. There were also some doubts.

All three of them were elite disciples who had reached the domain power realm. The one speaking had a fairly good relationship with Li Daoguang. Seeing the wretched appearance of Li Daoguang, who had to return after failing his mission, this cultivator felt furious. For him to not immediately attack Chen Feng was already a show of restraint on his part.

“That’s right. If there is anything, please just hurry up and tell me.” There was a frustrated expression on Chen Feng’s face.

“Come with us,” said the cultivator.

“I don’t have the time.” Chen Feng shook his head.

“Why bother exchanging pointless words with this kid? Let’s just catch him back.” The two other cultivators grew impatient and one of them stretched his hand out to grab Chen Feng.

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