Back mountain bamboo forest of Moyun City.
Gong Jingyan and Xu Feng brought several people from Chu Yunshan here.
"Master Feng." Gong Jingyan and Xu Feng respectfully clasped their fists.
The bamboo forest was silent, very peaceful, surrounded by oddly shaped rocks, not a single shadow visible.
"Master Feng in such a place?" Chu Zhentian was full of disbelief.
"Gong Jingyan, are you toying with me, the Hall Master? There's no breath here, where are the people?" Chu Yunshan asked in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed as a cold glint flashed by.
Gong Jingyan did not answer but patiently waited.
About an hour passed, a fleeting shadow suddenly flickered from somewhere like a ghost.
"Master Feng!" Gong Jingyan and Xu Feng respectfully clasped their fists.
"What's the matter?" Feng Wuchen calmly asked, his serene gaze sweeping over Chu Yunshan and the others.
"It's you!" Seeing Feng Wuchen, Chu Zhentian shuddered, as if struck by lightning, completely frozen on the spot.
