At the foot of Green Wood Peak, on the main road, a young man dressed in a blue outfit mingled with the crowd, each footstep slow and unhurried. His slender frame exuded an air of calm and detachment that couldn't help but draw attention.
The path leading to Green Wood Peak was understandably frequented by dignitaries, all of them mounted on tall horses or in carriages. For Luo Feng to travel alone caught many by surprise.
However, Luo Feng paid no mind to their curious gazes.
He had already hidden his aura, appearing as nothing more than an ordinary wealthy young master. After giving him a passing glance, these people paid him no more attention.
Upon arriving at the foot of Green Wood Peak, Luo Feng stopped, his gaze fixed on the immense and majestic mountain range before him.
For miles around, rolling peaks rose and fell, lush and verdant. Thick Yuan Qi from the heavens and earth converged into a thin mist, enshrouding the mountains.
