Time Stop, Appraisal, Spatial Teleportation!
Without a moment's hesitation, Chen Feng tossed down a few gold coins and left Luka City with Gle and Xia Mei, leaving behind a bewildered security guard holding the gifts and an equally bewildered—if faceless—headless knight lady.
"How did we end up at my house?"
Finding herself suddenly transported from the Blind Massage Parlor to the Demon King's Castle, Gle complained, "Our massage package included a free buffet! We haven't eaten yet!"
"Shh."
Chen Feng scanned their surroundings. Once he confirmed there was no danger, he immediately brought up the appraisal panel.
It read:
[An ordinary gift box] [No danger] [Contains a battered helmet, a Mechanical Shard, the Sun King's Wine Flask, and a Purple Yew Necklace]
Seeing Chen Feng's expression grow grimmer by the second,
Xia Mei whispered, "Big Sister Gle, so Uncle Bu Yin's real name is Chen Feng? Why did he change his name? And why is he so unhappy when a friend sent him a present?"
Gle said, "Who knows? Maybe he owes his friend money."
"Owes them money, my ass!"
Chen Feng's mind was in turmoil. Aside from Savior, who was in the Netherworld, all his friends in Cihang City were at the Happiness Internet Cafe. Where had this other friend come from?
"Quick, quick, quick! Find the Sword Saint!"
The three arrived at the temporary residence Gle had prepared for the Sword Saint.
Knock, knock, knock.
Chen Feng knocked on the door. Normally, when he wanted to see someone, he simply went straight inside with Spatial Teleportation.
But the Sword Saint was an exception.
Chen Feng had no desire to catch a pilot in the middle of takeoff.
"Please come in."
A lean gentleman in an immaculate suit opened the door and said politely, "Ah! Mr. Chen