"Brother Feng, there's something important that I need your help with." The person who appeared out of thin air was Zhu Ming, and he was looking at Feng San with a panicked expression on his face.
"Brother Zhu? This is…" Feng San stared blankly back at him. He had not expected Zhu Ming to suddenly appear, and in this fashion no less. Although teleportation would allow one to travel hundreds of thousands of miles in a second, it required a huge amount of energy. Unless it was a matter of life and death, ghost immortals would not teleport.
Zhu Ming was obviously extremely anxious. "Brother Feng, can I ask where the three people who came to the Divine Underworld earlier…" He stopped mid-sentence on seeing Shen Ying next to him. His eyes brightened and he cupped his fists immediately. "That's great, you all are still here. Mother Feng… Mother Feng is in trouble."
"What's the matter with her?" Lonemoon walked up, shocked.
