Lin Fei looked at Leng Daoqiu, who seemed to be grinning foolishly, and understood his thoughts. Doing something one doesn't like is a kind of pressure, or even a torture! Lin Fei didn't know how many years Leng Daoqiu had been the Sect Leader, but it seemed that he genuinely disliked being the Sect Leader, preferring a carefree life instead.
So the pressure slowly turned into resentment in his heart, which might be one of the reasons that gave the demon a chance to strike.
"So, you're going to roam the world now," Lin Fei said.
"Yes, that's exactly my thought. I've always wanted this, but unfortunately, never achieved it until now. Lin Fei, I'm really grateful to you. I feel that your appearance saved me, truly," Leng Daoqiu said politely.
