The one who spoke was Zhang Caixin. She knew Feng Jun and Good Scenery had gone into the grove to avoid her, and she had no desire to meddle in what the two of them were doing.
But... in the end, she could not suppress her curiosity. After hesitating for a moment, she quietly followed them over.
Actually, there was no way Feng Jun could have failed to notice her actions. But... how should he put it? Little Caixin's thirst for knowledge was so strong that he could hardly force her to stop—he also had to help her maintain her image in front of others.
"I didn't tell you to follow," Feng Jun said irritably as he took out his phone and started swiping. "You really are one curious little thing."
"You didn't tell me not to follow either." Zhang Caixin especially enjoyed bickering with him now. "Luo Hua's rules don't prohibit this. What isn't forbidden is permitted... I thought you were avoiding Ma Rui Country's satellites."
Feng Jun kept swiping on his phone without answering her. Four or five seconds later, he muttered softly, "Twenty-one percent?"
This time, he had deliberately absorbed a little more Energy Points. The effect was obvious now—two percentage points lower than Fu Venerable's.
Then he took out the Spirit Beast Bag and stored Venerable Yang away. After putting away the Spirit-Binding Formation as well, he looked at Zhang Caixin. "I didn't want you to know because it was for your own good. Do you know what cultivation level that was?"
"I don't." Zhang Caixin shook her head. The man was already unconscious, so how could she judge precisely?
Yet her perception was truly extraordinary. "But even unconscious, he gave me a sense of danger. If I had to guess... Emergence from Dust Stage?"
"That's