Zhang Feng and the others were sitting in a small Tavern in Shangshan city. Although they had been doing their missions very smoothly these days, they were not happy at all. Zhao Hai had not returned for a month, and they were very worried.
The mission that Zhang Feng and the others were doing was no longer the one that Zhao Hai had given them. However, the mission that Zhao Hai had given them had given them some inspiration. In addition, Zhang Feng had managed a large sect before, so they quickly set up a mission analysis Division to analyze all kinds of missions. This allowed them to complete the missions step by step. Thus, this period of time had been very smooth. There were no accidents.
However, Zhao Hai's strength had been deeply engraved in their hearts. Although Zhao Hai had not been with them for a long time, he had been of great help to them. The safe campsite, the way to analyze the mission, and the large sum of money had made them feel good about Zhao Hai.
