Ren Feifan, who was cultivating, naturally noticed the commotion. His eyes suddenly opened, as cold and piercing as stars in the pitch-black night.
His Spiritual Sense expanded outward, covering a hundred miles. It didn't take long for him to spot a car without a windshield driving toward the village.
At this time, in a remote place like this where even birds don't come, it's impossible for ordinary people to show up.
Unless there's only one possibility—someone has found this place using some Secret Technique.
And it was obvious that they were coming for him!
He hadn't expected Lin Langtian's prediction to come true so soon.
Luckily, he hadn't returned to the hotel. Otherwise, who knows what might have happened.
Ren Feifan stood up and waved his hand, opening the door.
"Big Huang, come inside."
The yellow dog seemed to understand Ren Feifan's words. It glanced into the distance, wagged its tail, walked inside, and then cleverly closed the door behind him.
