As Lu Feng cautiously drew closer, the thick fog rose again, nearly completely obscuring Xi Youmeng and the others.
At that moment.
One of Phantom Sound Valley's squads suddenly approached. Huang Jingyin, who led them, had still been wearing a wary look, but the instant he spotted Lu Feng's figure within the dense fog, he could not help but beam with delight. He hurriedly asked, "Little Friend Lu, have you found our Young Valley Master?"
Lu Feng froze for a moment, a trace of guilt uncontrollably flashing across his face. He humbly replied, "Senior, Little Fifth is currently in the Book Collection Building at the back mountain."
The crowd was instantly overjoyed upon hearing this.
Huang Jingyin gratefully said, "Many thanks for saving her, little friend. Has the Young Valley Master suffered any mishap?"
An old woman beside him took over with a light laugh. "Since Little Friend Lu promised to keep our Young Valley Master safe, there certainly cannot have been any mishap. Aren't you asking what need not be asked? Let us hurry and reunite with the Young Valley Master."
Lu Feng's face reddened awkwardly, and for a moment he did not know how to respond. He only said, "Little Fifth has not suffered many injuries."
Watching everyone clasp their fists in thanks before hurrying together toward the back mountain.
Lu Feng felt even more guilty inwardly. Though Luo Qingqiu had indeed not been badly injured this time, as for mishaps... there had been some, after all.
He truly owed her.
After Huang Jingyin and the others left.
Just as Lu Feng was about to continue toward the largest hall, he vaguely realized that he had lost his sense of direction.
A moment ago, he had clearly known the route to the main hall, yet at this moment