"You three, get up!"
After sighing, Shen Feng continued, "Comparatively speaking, Earth is indeed more suitable for your survival. Our meeting was a kind of fate; no need for too many words of gratitude."
After kneeling before Shen Feng for a long time, Xu Dong, Fatty Qian, and Wang Anxiong got up reluctantly, knowing that the next time they saw Shen Feng, who knew how many years would have passed? Perhaps they would never meet again in this lifetime.
Shen Feng was waiting for everyone in the manor to make their decisions. Regardless, he was going to leave Nine Dragons Mountain by tomorrow at the latest.
Night fell.
A full moon hung high in the sky.
Moonlight, like flowing water, poured down from the night sky.
At the foot of the mountain, leaders and powerful figures from various countries showed no intention of leaving; many of them had set up tents to rest.
