Don't Forget There's Still Me

Amid everyone's anxious waiting.

Yi Feng finally woke up.

In an instant, the courtyard was packed to the brim.

"Senior, please give us an idea."

Zeng Xian led the crowd in a respectful bow and spoke deferentially.

???

Still groggy from his nap, Yi Feng held the Red Letter as he listened to Zeng Xian and the others explain, his face full of bewilderment.

Abba abba.

What the hell was all this?

He had just woken from an afternoon nap, and a whole group had run over to tell him the world was about to be destroyed?

And they were asking him for an idea?

What idea could he possibly have? He was panicking like crazy himself.

However.

Seeing the hopeful looks on Zeng Xian and the others' faces, Yi Feng remembered that, in front of them, he seemed to be some kind of expert.

After all, he was Golden Immortal 60+.

It was only natural for these little rookies to come ask him.

"Mm..."

"As for this matter..."

Yi Feng comforted them. "You needn't worry so much."

"In a Chaotic World, heroes will naturally emerge."

With a wave of his hand, Yi Feng launched into a stream of nonsense.

After all, as the old saying went, heroes emerged in chaotic times, didn't they?

How many chaotic eras had ancient times in his previous life gone through? Hadn't there always been people who stepped forth to hold up the heavens?

Though he also knew it might not quite apply to this fantasy world.

But wasn't he being driven up a tree and forced to babble nonsense right now...

"Senior, you mean someone will come and save the world?"

Zeng Xian and the others revealed excited expressions.

"Mm, yes. There will be."

Yi Feng spouted solemn nonsense, and could only use