Chen Feng lay still in silence, waiting for an opportunity.
After about ten minutes, Chen Feng saw an unusual patrol team walking out of the Ye Mansion.
The patrol team was dressed in suits of iron armor, with iron masks on, their attire old-fashioned. They appeared imposing and were more distinguished than the other patrol teams.
"Lord Min."
"Lord Min."
The surrounding patrols respectfully saluted upon seeing him.
Lord Min, his eyes sharp, asked coldly, "Has there been any irregularities?"
"No, my lord. Everything is normal," replied a young patrol member with his head bowed.
"Hmm."
Lord Min nodded slightly.
Chen Feng was watching Lord Min closely, an unusual expression on his face.
Because he could sense that this Lord Min had a very high cultivation level, having likely already formed a Spirit Pill.
Chen Feng was much more powerful than Lord Min, but he couldn't act rashly.
