Within the sandstorm, the figures of these three people were like mirages, steadily... approaching this direction, regardless of whether Zhang Fei Xuan blinked or not.
They clearly weren't moving, nor were there any traces of movement...
"These people have quite a unique way of moving," Zhang Fei Xuan said with a cold laugh, looking at Song Yin, "Senior Brother..."
"Eat," Song Yin didn't even look up as he picked up vegetables with his chopsticks and mixed them with rice before sending it into his mouth, "We'll talk when they get here."
Zhang Fei Xuan put aside his concerns and went to the kitchen to serve himself some food.
With the Senior Brother here, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Gao Sishu thought about it and also ran to get some food; if he didn't eat now, there would be nothing left once the Senior Brother was full and had scattered the place.
Gongming Yue naturally went with the flow, excused himself with a word, and headed to the kitchen as well.
