"What are you doing? Uncle Wang, why are you back?" Yun Feng looked at the few hundred mercenaries in the main hall, and Zhao Mingqi and Zhao Yan in the front. Wang Ming, who was supposed to be on the Shiny Plains, had also rushed back.
"My Lady, you're leaving. How can I not come back?" Wang Ming said, while the look on everyone's face became gloomy. Yun Feng couldn't help but feel deeply frustrated when she saw that this group of energetic men all had a bit of sorrow on their faces at this moment.
"Why are you looking like you're at a funeral? I'm just going out for training for a few years. It's not like I'm never coming back!" Yun Feng said speechlessly. The others were a bit shocked after hearing what she said.
"Fuck! Zhao Yan, didn't you say that my Lady isn't coming back?"
"Yea, you made us so sad!"
