Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Feng's mind, but he still opened the door and walked out.
Reasonably speaking, Chen Feng absolutely should not have gone out at this moment.
But when it came to upholding justice, there were times when one did not need to reason with oneself. If he reasoned everything out, he would never meddle in other people's business.
Tap, tap, tap!
The Taoist temple was terrifyingly quiet at night.
Fortunately, the moon was bright and the stars sparse tonight. Even without relying on the Divine Sense Realm, Chen Feng could see his surroundings clearly.
"Sob, sob, sob!"
As he gradually approached the southern wing, the resentful sobbing grew clearer and clearer.
Before long, Chen Feng saw a room that was still lit by candlelight.
As he slowly drew closer, Chen Feng peered through the crack in the door and saw Shui Yue quietly sobbing, with pearls scattered all over the floor around her.
At the sight, Chen Feng immediately frowned deeply.
A merman's tears could turn into pearls, and they were also rather valuable medicinal herbs.
Thus, after capturing mermen, some vicious people would use every means possible to torment them, all for the sake of obtaining Mermen Pearls.
Yet before Chen Feng could make sense of the situation, a tremendous suction force dragged him straight into the room.
"Why are you here?"
Chen Feng's sudden appearance left Guan Ping, who was holding a book, somewhat bewildered.
Seeing this, Chen Feng showed no fear. Instead, he stared straight at the cold-faced Qian Ya and said,
"Nothing. I came to see what it looked like when a merman cried."
"And to see whether there was any trouble for me to stick my nose into."
Hearing Chen Feng's words and seeing the disdain in his eyes, Guan Ping