Upon hearing the old daoist's voice, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a gleam as if he saw hope.
Because no matter what the situation is.
The voice of the old daoist always gave Chen Feng a sense of reassurance.
Perhaps it's because the old daoist had saved Chen Feng from life-threatening situations multiple times.
Every time the old daoist appeared.
Chen Feng's heart would be entirely at ease.
This was a feeling of trust.
And now.
In such a moment of crisis.
The old daoist's voice appeared once again.
This made Chen Feng feel as if he were in a desert, on the verge of dying from thirst, and suddenly saw a water well.
That joy of seeing hope again.
Even with Chen Feng's current state of mind, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.
"Senior, you finally appeared. I thought you'd fallen asleep again!"
Chen Feng took a deep breath and quickly responded.
