After a while, the Folded Space fell quiet. No more sounds came from it.
The people of Heavenly God Biology wanted to go and look, but none dared. They were afraid they might see something they shouldn't.
"All right, let's stop here," Lin Nuo Yi said, coming to a halt.
"Yes." Mu Qing nodded respectfully, as obedient as ever.
"Then I'll go to the Prince."
Lin Nuo Yi gave no response. Mu Qing turned to leave, only to see someone behind them who sent a chill down her spine.
She had no idea when Chu Feng had appeared there.
"Y-you? What are you doing here?" Mu Qing stammered.
Shouldn't Qi Yu and the others have subdued and imprisoned Chu Feng by now, torturing him to force out the Saint Master Inheritance?
How could he have sauntered out of the Folded Space and appeared before them?
"Why shouldn't I be here?" Chu Feng replied with a smile. He seemed to be in a good mood.
His clothes were neat, his breathing steady, his steps light. He looked as though he had just taken a short rest and set out again feeling refreshed.
"This is Mount Lao, not your house."
"Where are the Prince and the others?" Mu Qing's expression chilled. She had a vague sense that something was wrong.
Things weren't supposed to go like this.
"They couldn't very well come out with me, could they?" Chu Feng asked. "Your Prince and I did hit it off the moment we met. We had a wonderful talk."
"Everyone was satisfied. No one had any regrets."
"Meeting a man like your Prince was truly one of life's great pleasures."
"Chu Feng, I'm warning you—don't try any tricks!" Mu Qing snapped.
"I'm not playing tricks. I met every one of your Prince's demands. I've