At this moment, the sun was setting. Facing away from the lingering light of the sunset, Feng Yin strolled towards his own yard, an air of relaxation about him.
Having successfully evaded being followed, and that too by a strong adversary, Feng Yin, despite his calm demeanor, felt somewhat exhilarated.
His footsteps were remarkably lighter as well.
Good heavens, I really am a genius.
That level of expert surveillance, and I was able to shake it off.
But this Spiritual Transformation Technique really is something special. It can even seal my divine consciousness immediately. It's all thanks to my cleverness and calmness in facing danger.
The very act of delivering a package for the other party already felt like a puzzling encounter, a mysterious twist of fate. Furthermore, the other party's method left Feng Yin quite irritated.
But the weak can't possibly fight the strong. Feng Yin admitted that he couldn't provoke such a horrifying existence.
