Lin Feng stepped out of the parking lot before he remembered how difficult it would be to flag down a taxi at this time, and too proud to go back and ask Jin Waner for help, he relied on his own feet to get him to his destination. Luckily, his Inner Strength allowed him to run at an extremely fast pace.
Soon, he left the boundaries of the ancient town. The highway was flanked by forests on both sides, the night was black as ink, and the silence was like still water. When the night breeze blew, it whipped up dust and withered leaves from the ground, swirling them in the air, filling the atmosphere with a cold, deadly aura.
Lin Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked towards the woods. Within the darkness, the silhouette of the trees was fuzzy and unclear, as if concealing countless prying eyes. Even the wind passing through the treetops sounded like wailing banshees.
