Chen Feng didn't dress like the other bodyguards, fully armed, suited and booted, then striding out with explosively cool sunglasses. Instead, he wore a pair of washed jeans with holes and a black leather jacket, driving the most ordinary car, taking Ding Xiaorou toward the direction of Qingniao Residence.
As he drove, he pondered. Several days had passed since he had broken the other party's witchcraft, yet there had not been a peep from them. Why was that?
"Could it be... the Priest Clan has given up on their revenge?"
What he didn't know was that the members of the Priest Clan had not entered the country using conventional methods such as flying, but had smuggled themselves in by sea and had already arrived in Huaxia. They were searching for their whereabouts everywhere.
"Brother Feng..." Ding Xiaorou suddenly called out to him.
"Hmm, what is it?" Chen Feng, who was deep in thought while driving, responded casually upon hearing Ding Xiaorou call him.
