Lin Feng exited the house, strolling under the Black Heavenly Treasure Tree. Kang Nanhua walked three steps after him, wandering together aimlessly.
"Nanhua, aren't you going to invite me to your abode?" Lin Feng turned to him, smiling.
Kang Nanhua gave a slight nod. "My pleasure. My Lord, please."
The two seated themselves in Kang Nanhua's quarters. Lin Feng gazed at Kang Nanhua in silence. "I have no intentions of intruding in others' privacy, but you give me the feeling that you need a listener."
Kang Nanhua has a forlorn expression on his face. "Sorry, my Lord."
He spoke softly. "Seeing those kids, I was reminded of some past happenings and my mental state is rather volatile now."
Hearing this, Lin Feng's features became graver.
Kang Nanhua was already a supreme cultivator who had formed his Soul, having overcomed life and death, even the Heavens and the Earth themselves. His mental state was exceptionally solid.
