"It seems this move is still effective," Lin Feng said to himself as he watched the nine people suddenly pick up their pace and continue to sprint ahead. For some reason, he was reminded of his first arrival on the island when he was chased by wolves. A faint smile played on his lips. Shaking his head, he took out his phone from his backpack.
"Senior brother, Ruan Tiansheng and his son have been dealt with. I'm also leading the men back now. Don't worry, those nine brats are alive and kicking. They should arrive by nightfall," Lin Feng said straightforwardly. However, recalling the past days he'd spent with these nine people—giving them a taste of his early days on the island—he couldn't help but feel satisfied. Though he hadn't taught them anything about cultivation, it was enough for them. They had grown significantly in these days, and senior brother would surely be very pleased to see it.
