Northern Mountain Peak

"Half a month," Yan Mingchi hesitated before continuing. "If I unfortunately die after half a month, Jingjing will have no one to rely on. I hope Brother Lu can help look after her."

Lu Feng glanced at the furious Yan Jingjing and nodded to Yan Mingchi. "I'll do my best."

Yan Jingjing immediately grew dissatisfied, gritting her teeth as she glared at Lu Feng. "Who asked you to look after me? I can take care of myself!"

Yan Jingjing's face looked somewhat pale. She understood Yan Mingchi's condition and knew he did not have much time left. Watching her loved ones leave one after another, her heart had already gone numb with pain.

Lu Feng felt rather helpless. For now, all he could offer was the words "I'll do my best." After all, he could not even guarantee how much longer he himself would survive.

"How do you plan to fight the Blood Clan?" Yan Jingjing asked. At this moment, all she wanted was to avenge the more than one hundred and thirty people of Yan Manor.

Hatred had seized her emotions, while immense grief lay suppressed deep in her heart.

"We can't handle them with just the few of us. We'll rescue the people first," Qu Huai said. His purpose in coming here had been to save people.

Lu Feng led the group in discussing their plan in the pavilion, making preparations for the rescue.

Before they knew what tricks the Blood Clan might play, all they could do was prepare more comprehensively and thoroughly.

Afterward, once everyone had been settled down to rest, Lu Feng went to Tang Yuan's room and borrowed the Ocean Stabilizing Golden Bell.

Holding the golden bell, Lu Feng went to the upper level of the pavilion, entered the Spirit Gathering Array, and began