Feng Yin said in a deep voice, "No rush."
It's only the tenth day, the registration period for Gold Rank training lasts five days, Feng Yin doesn't want to enter too early. He intends to observe the situation first.
Knowing that he felt a sense of crisis, the people from Supreme Mountain must have thought that he would join the Gold Rank training. They were at odds, willing to fight to the death. How could it be that they stood still?
"Old Ding, why has there been no movement from Supreme Mountain all along? Could there be a trap? Or perhaps they are waiting here to ambush me?"
Feng Yin asked Sky Stealer.
Sky Stealer felt speechless at this question.
"Sir, you're overthinking it. Your timing was impeccable when you fled that day. Even I couldn't trace you, let alone them with only a few clues to Yuezhou… Can they find you?"
