"Flap..."
At the familiar sound of wings beating, Mitter Tengshan, Nalan Jie, and the others all looked up at the slowly descending figure, their faces filled with disbelief.
"How could it be you, Master Lin Feng?"
Nalan Jie and the others stared so hard their eyes nearly split, as though they bore some deep grudge against Lin Feng. Alchemy would have been one thing; after all, different fields were as far apart as mountains. But Lin Feng had actually reached the same Dou Wang level as him in Dou Qi cultivation as well. How was an old man like him, one foot already in the grave, supposed to live with that?
"Hahaha, Old Senior Nalan, why are you so surprised? You are making me quite uneasy."
Lin Feng landed while holding Xiao Yi Xian in his arms, wearing a humble expression. Then, he addressed Mitter Tengshan and the others, whose expressions were complicated.
"I hope all of you seniors will keep this confidential, especially Old Senior Nalan. I would be deeply grateful if the Misty Cloud Sect were kept in the dark."
Perhaps not expecting Lin Feng to say such a thing, everyone was briefly stunned. However, these old foxes had grown shrewd with age. They exchanged silent glances and secretly nodded.
"Hahaha, Master Lin Feng, you are being too serious. That is an easy matter."
Nalan Jie was the first to react to Lin Feng's request. Stroking his beard, he readily agreed. Although his granddaughter was studying under a master at the Misty Cloud Sect, and word had recently spread that she would be made the Young Sect Master, an old fox like Nalan Jie naturally understood that eggs should not be placed in a single basket.
Thus, he agreed without another word. Of course, Lin Feng did not