Bzz!
The next second, space rippled slightly. Nan Feng, Xiao Wu, and Ah Rou vanished from the room in an instant and appeared directly in the clearing behind the mountain.
At that moment, dozens of children from the junior classes had formed a large circle in the back mountain.
At the center of the circle, Tang San stood in a ready stance, watching a girl opposite him with vigilance. She had short purple hair, and her arrogant expression carried a hint of furious frustration—she was Dugu Yan.
With Nan Feng and the other two suddenly appearing out of thin air, the atmosphere in the clearing instantly froze.
The moment the still-shouting Dugu Yan saw Nan Feng's face, the arrogance on her face stiffened. Even her voice changed pitch. "You! You..."
Nan Feng ignored her. He swept his gaze around the children watching the show and casually waved a hand. "Dismissed."
The junior students scattered at once, as if they had been granted amnesty.
Faced with methods that came and went without a trace, almost ghostlike, coupled with the pressure that inadvertently leaked from him, these children did not even have the courage to ask, "Who are you?"
Only Tang San, Dugu Yan, and Nan Feng's family of three remained in the clearing.
Nan Feng stepped forward and looked at the pale-faced Dugu Yan, a kind smile curling across his lips. "Long time no see. Do you still remember me?"
Dugu Yan swallowed, uneasily taking half a step back. She barely squeezed out two words. "I remember."
"Any problems with your cultivation?" Nan Feng asked casually, like an elder concerned for a junior.
"It's... it's been good," Dugu Yan answered dryly.
She secretly glanced at Ah Rou and Xiao Wu behind Nan Feng, then at Tang San standing nearby, her eyes