Feng Jun arrived at the Bamboo Forest to find it utterly silent.
The bitter cold days aren't necessarily cold, for Zhengyang had several days of blazing sun recently, and the air temperature wasn't low. Today, however, it was overcast and a bit chilly.
But the climate within the Bamboo Forest was a world apart from the outside.
When Feng Jun stepped on the concrete floor, everyone was either cultivating or reading. These days, people even had their lunch here and wouldn't leave unless there was something important to attend to.
Even Feng Jing would come over right after arriving at her workplace in the morning, even when there were still meetings to attend in the afternoon.
Only Feng Jun seldom appeared in the Bamboo Forest.
Sister Hong was still lying not far from the Spirit Stone, cultivating while searching for prey.
Feng Jun watched her with interest, simulating in his mind how to ensure success in one go.
