Lu Feng followed Old Wood into the main camp tent. As Qingtian and the others fixed their gazes on him, he did not panic much. Instead, a trace of doubt rose within him.
It was clearly his first time meeting Qingtian, yet Qingtian's present appearance and the aura he gave off inexplicably felt familiar, as though Lu Feng had seen him somewhere before.
As for Nan You Ling, whom Qu Qiqi had mentioned, the scent about her was not very pronounced. For the moment, Lu Feng could not determine whether it matched the Netherworld Bow.
Lu Feng had assumed that once Qu Qiqi entered and exited the tent, he would immediately be summoned over, perhaps because of something related to the Netherworld Bow. Yet when Qingtian spoke, he raised a question that surprised and delighted him.
"Was the technique you used to injure Xue Tao Dragon Capturing Bone Removal?" Qingtian's sharp gaze bored into Lu Feng's face, as if trying to see through him. He asked, word by word, "Where did you learn that technique?"
Feeling the inadvertent killing intent radiating from Qingtian, Old Wood's heart suddenly tightened. He quietly shifted half a step toward where Lu Feng stood.
Qingtian glared. "If I mean to harm him, are you planning to stand with him and attack me?"
"I wouldn't dare," Old Wood said calmly yet resolutely. "The boss has shown me kindness. I will not attack him, but neither will I die after him."
Only then did the anger Qingtian had put on fade from his face. "At least you brat still have some conscience."
Moved, Lu Feng patted Old Wood's shoulder, signaling that it was fine. Then he said to Qingtian, "This is not the Dragon Capturing... whatever you called it. It is merely the Bone Removal Technique. As