The military camp's backyard hill.
Two groups of people were in a standoff.
On one side was Gao Fei and his group, on the other was Feng Chen and his companions.
Both sides glared at each other, neither willing to give in, and the atmosphere was rather tense.
Feng Chen gritted his teeth and said, "It's late. Please, Lord Gao, return to your guest room to rest."
"I'm not tired." Gao Fei smiled.
"Lord Gao!" Feng Chen stared at Gao Fei, his eyes cold and terrifying, "Do you really want to make an enemy out of me?"
"Are you trying to intimidate me?"
"You can think of it that way!"
"You might be disappointed then!" Gao Fei shrugged, "Today, I must open up this crack and take a look below, and no one better try to stop me."
"You dare!" Feng Chen took a step forward, a strong murderous aura erupting from him, "As long as I am here, you will not succeed!"
The conversation had basically broken down at this point.
Next... was the falling out.
