Eventually, Yu Ying walked toward the door with worry.
"Young Master Feng, are you sure this is okay?" Long Chen muttered beside Shi Feng.
"Do I look like someone who boasts?" Shi Feng retorted, pointing a finger at the old man's forehead. With that point, the old man, who had just been raging wildly, immediately settled down and slowly lay back down.
"Just wait for me to revive a Martial King Realm Expert for you to command," added Shi Feng.
In the Martial King Realm, if he only had a single expert at that level, the situation would change dramatically. "Young Master Feng, I believe in you," Long Chen said and then walked toward the door.
Soon, the only ones left in the room were Shi Feng and the half-dead, comatose old man.
Just as he stepped outside and closed the door, Long Chen saw that Yu Ying's face was still full of concern. He tried to comfort her: "Don't worry, you have to believe in Young Master Feng."
