Fortune and Misfortune Have No Door

Feng Jun only relaxed when he heard it was merely a Martial Master. "Then just say Peak Martial Master. Why call him an Innate Expert?"

Lang Zhen shot him a glare. "How else could we probe their background?"

Hearing that, Feng Jun helplessly slapped his forehead. "Why probe them? We haven't provoked them."

Lang Zhen gave him a deep look and spoke meaningfully. "You need to understand: this is the wilderness. There are only the two of us, and... you're carrying a great deal of supplies."

The corner of Feng Jun's mouth twitched. "These times really are... unsettled."

"Exactly." Lang Zhen nodded in full agreement. "Whether they decide to make a move against you depends only on a single thought."

After running into this group, neither Feng Jun nor Lang Zhen felt like resting anymore. After a while, they walked over and began packing up the camp beds and awning, preparing to leave.

Everything brought from the Blue Star Realm was portable and could be folded down very small. The moment the two of them started moving, the other riders looked over.

Seeing how ingenious those items were, a trace of greed flashed through the blue-clad young man's eyes. He gave Old Six a meaningful look.

Old Six immediately understood. Stepping forward, he shouted, "Stop! What are you doing?"

Feng Jun said nothing. Lang Zhen answered with an ingratiating smile, "We've rested enough. We plan to travel through the night."

Old Six pointed at the items they had just loaded up. "That light bed and awning of yours are pretty good. We're taking them!"

"That's impossible." Lang Zhen refused flatly, the smile vanishing from his face at once. A powerful fighting spirit surged from him. "We believe we have shown no disrespect. Are you... planning to rob us?"

He knew