Still, Chu Feng had an Immortal Emperor for a godfather. That was enough to make anyone envious.
But in the world as it stood, that Immortal Emperor had left years ago without a word. He might as well have vanished forever.
He had even appeared in Chu Feng's dream once. That only made it more frightening, more worrying.
And when his Immortal Emperor godfather had appeared on Earth, his condition had clearly been far from normal.
For an Immortal Emperor to fall to such a state, the identity of the Black Hand behind it all was practically on everyone's lips.
By now, if Chu Feng let himself think the worst, his godfather might already be...
"Godfather's gone." His voice broke.
Chu Feng's worries all this time had not been groundless.
He did not really need to worry about Yaoyao or Lin Nuo Yi. However fast they cultivated, they could not have grown impossibly powerful in so short a time. The dangers they encountered were probably still within their ability to handle.
But he simply could not stop worrying about Meng Chuan.
A father usually worried when his child traveled a thousand miles. With Meng Chuan and Chu Feng, it was the other way around.
Chu Feng could only sigh over how much worry his godfather caused him.
The women Chu Feng was about to marry were each breathtaking, with peerless beauty, skin like ice, and bones like jade.
Even phrases such as "beauty enough to topple cities and kingdoms" and "grace in every glance" seemed inadequate for them.
Surrounded by their gentle voices and comfort, Chu Feng's spirits gradually lifted.
He looked at the women he was about to marry. He had unforgettable memories with every one of them. They had faced life and death together, laughed proudly across entire