Moving forward, a small grass hut enclosed by a simple fence appeared. Beside the hut, there were several plots of vegetable fields where a youth in short clothes was laboriously digging the ground, drenched in sweat.
Lin Feng glanced over and immediately grasped the youth's basic aura. The youth was about eighteen years old, yet his cultivation was only at Martial Master Third Layer, which could be considered quite mediocre. In the Divine Wind Camp, it definitely ranked on the lower end.
"Master, you're back, and this is..." the youth in short clothes panted heavily.
"This is your junior brother, from now on he will help you dig together," the old man waved his hand dismissively and took a wine gourd as he left, paying no attention to Lin Feng.
"Junior brother?" The youth looked at Lin Feng with a strange expression, and after the old man walked away, he whispered, "Did you offend someone?"
