A night of cultivation had once again enhanced Chu Feng's strength.
Ever since he understood the differences and similarities between cultivation and martial cultivation, Chu Feng's strength hadn't been advancing by leaps and bounds, but there was at least growth every day. This was much stronger than a normal martial cultivator.
When Chu Feng came out of his room, he saw Qin Mei and Cui Jingyan busily preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
"Sister Yan, Sister Mei, good morning," Chu Feng greeted proactively.
"Breakfast will be ready soon, go wash up," Qin Mei turned and said to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng said, "Sister Yan, Sister Mei, you're suddenly treating me so well, I'm still not quite used to it. I'm not going to my death, I promise to beat that bastard and come back alive."
"Talking about death first thing in the morning, and besides, I can tell you're not afraid of dying, you're just being cheeky," Cui Jingyan said, glancing at Chu Feng.
