Ye Fengsheng let out a bitter smile, with a hint of self-mockery on his face: "I hope it's someone who can break through Broken Vein Mountain." If so, today is still safe. If the rest are loosened, you can leave quickly."
Those who traverse the mountains know the rules of this world, know what is most important. They are tens of thousands, wishing to break their own bones and expose their identities. They dare not do anything.
When the remaining forces do not know the elder's abilities, they worry they might feel a bit lucky. They would recklessly eliminate their anger from within themselves.
At this moment, even Ye Feng's voice felt a bit ridiculous. When he was old, he needed to rely on the identity of an ancient clan to break the situation, he still hoped for such an opportunity.
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat solemn. Obviously, Qiu Yun also sensed the deep helplessness hidden between Ye Fengsheng's words, causing her to be taken away by some thoughts.
