Saying farewell to the village, the million-strong army continued on their way.
From then on, Yi Gangmu was unusually well-behaved, not daring to make a sound, not even daring to meet Lin Fan's eyes.
He had just enraged Lin Fan, which scared him so much that goosebumps erupted all over his skin.
"Young Master Lin, just now I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fan interrupted him.
"It's fine."
Yi Gangmu took a deep breath, seeing Lin Fan's calm expression, and finally let go of his anxiety.
"Young Master Lin, I was abrupt earlier, I apologize to you."
"I said it's fine."
"You are a distinguished guest of the Shennong Clan, and it is my duty to ensure your safety."
"But do you think I need your protection?" Lin Fan smiled slightly, looking at Yi Gangmu.
So arrogant!
Although it was just a light statement, it made Yi Gangmu's hair stand on end instantly.
On the surface, Lin Fan only seemed to have the cultivation realm of a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor.
