Third elder Feng knew that Yun Chujiu’s words had a hidden meaning. He avoided her gaze and said dryly,
“Forget it, forget it. Since he’s already dead, let’s leave this place quickly!”
Third elder Feng said as he stored Feng Zhonglang’s body into his storage ring. At least he would have an explanation when he returned.
The red ants could not help but feel a little disappointed. They had thought that they would be able to get something for free, but in the end, they did not get anything.
Third elder Feng led the group along the route they came from. He said that they were going at full speed, but because Feng Zhongene and the others had not recovered their cultivation, their speed was not very fast.
At this moment, a mournful beast roar came from the depths of the forest in the wilderness. The two workers behind Yun chujiu could not help but shiver, as if they had recalled some bad memories.
Yun Chujiu’s heart skipped a beat. Perhaps she could get some answers from them.
