'What a restless night. One wave has barely passed, and another is already here!'
Qin Feng's incomparably powerful Spiritual Sense detected the dense patter of footsteps when they were still several miles away.
There were so many footsteps. Even though the group of 'guests' had deliberately used a Secret Technique to conceal their presence and muffle their sounds, moving without a trace, how could they possibly fool Qin Feng?
He woke up the members of the Qin Family, who had just fallen into a deep sleep.
Qin Qingyun, Qin Qinghong, and the others crawled out of their slumber, their faces pale as they gripped their weapons.
The people of the Qin Family had become as skittish as birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring.
The three Elders at the head of the group wore ugly expressions.
They looked at Qin Feng, who was frowning.
Every time their Venerable Lord revealed such an expression, it meant big trouble was coming.
