At two in the afternoon, he got off at the high-speed rail station and immediately took a Che to the hospital.
On the train, Lin Feng had clearly watched the weather turn from brilliant sunshine stretching for miles into a blanket of dark clouds.
He had been rushing the entire way.
Without a moment to catch his breath.
Lin Feng's schedule was packed.
He was also carrying two large pieces of luggage.
Fortunately, although he no longer had the Mountain God's power in the real world and had lost his remarkable abilities below the Sixth Rank, he was still a strong young man at the Ninth Rank Qi Gathering stage.
More importantly, after two or three rounds of enhancement from [Mystic Sustenance Method: Feasting on Wind and Drinking Dew], Lin Feng's physical condition had improved considerably.
Even though he had barely rested along the way.
He showed no sign of fatigue.
Besides, where no one else could see, the "Seven Warlords of the Sea" were holding up his backpack and large suitcase with their hands.
Lin Feng bore none of the weight.
He walked with swift, vigorous strides.
So what everyone else saw was a young man with a huge backpack and a large suitcase, striding down the street at an astonishing pace. His high spirits made him unforgettable at a glance.
There was nothing particularly strange about him, yet a single look almost made their eyes sting.
Young men with such a keen, forceful presence.
Were rarely seen these days.
His suitcase wheels spun rapidly.
As urgently as Lin Feng felt.
The weather in the provincial capital was gloomy and overcast. It did not look as though rain was coming, and there was no Flash Grenade, but it certainly would not clear up either.
The sight of that weather