Back at the Small Wooden Cabin.
The two Sky Net Experts led the way, looking like a group from the Yan Zhao Sect was herding two livestock animals.
The two men felt like crying but had no tears.
This old man was practically heaven-defying!
He was completely unreasonable! In front of him, even if you wanted to die, you couldn't.
You couldn't even self-destruct. He didn't need to touch you; the moment you tried to draw a breath and blow yourself up, he would smile faintly and flick his wrist, sending an imperceptible burst of inner force your way. The energy you had gathered to self-destruct would dissipate completely.
There was nothing they could do!
This was true misery—unable to live, unable to die.
When they reached the Small Wooden Cabin, everyone stopped.
Huo Wenxi leaned against the Chicken Coop, holding a battered basin and clucking as he fed the chickens.
Three men who looked like migrant workers stood up and watched them.
Huo Wenxi smiled, scattering a handful of corn kernels as a flock of chickens crowded over to eat.
Dressed in a crisp suit, Huo Wenxi looked at Lu Chengwen and the others. "Lu Chengwen, Long Aotian, Zhao Ritian, I've been waiting for you... for a long time."
Lu Chengwen, Long Aotian, and Zhao Ritian rushed out together and frantically started gesturing at him.
The three of them made all sorts of gestures and movements, chattering nonstop:
"Don't touch the Chicken Coop! Move aside, move aside! Ah, you idiot! You can't touch that Chicken Coop. Whoever touches it dies..."
"Move, move! Wenxi, be rational! Don't do anything reckless! Ah, the Chicken Coop! You kid..."
"Moron, that Chicken Coop has buried countless heroes! A little runt like you isn't qualified to touch it! Get out of there..."
"Ah! Oh,