Did You See That Bird?

The two men, their faces dark, hurriedly turned back to look for Yi Feng.

Others might have climbed the stairs quickly, but there were still plenty of latecomers. If people from other sects saw that the participant Hundred Refining Sect had sent for the grand competition could not even climb the mountain gate stairs, how humiliating would that be?

Even if Yi Feng could afford to lose face like that, the two escorts could not.

The two headed down, hoping to spot Yi Feng.

However.

They reached the four-thousandth step without seeing any trace of Yi Feng.

Further down.

Three thousand steps.

Still no one.

Two thousand steps...

One thousand steps...

They still did not see so much as a hair.

The brothers' faces turned black as ink.

Damn it, he could not even climb a thousand steps. Just how useless did he have to be?

The two continued downward with grim expressions.

The farther they searched, the colder their hearts became.

Eight hundred steps... six hundred... four hundred... three hundred... There was still no sign of Yi Feng.

After continuing downward, they finally found Yi Feng somewhere around the two-hundredth step.

Yi Feng was sprawled on the ground, gulping down breaths.

Meanwhile, Su Bai stood beside him, fanning him with a palm-leaf fan.

"Bai, young people like you really do have it better." Enjoying the cool breeze Su Bai fanned over him, Yi Feng finally felt a little more comfortable and sighed in admiration.

"Hehe, you are joking, sir." Su Bai scratched his forehead with a grin, thinking of nothing else as he focused wholeheartedly on fanning Yi Feng.

"Look, did you see that bird?"

Leaning against the steps, Yi Feng pointed at a huge bird flying through the distant clouds and called out, "Living in the mountains like